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Sudent profile 001 :Yuna Lesca
It was a normal day for Yuna. Go to school… listen to boring teachers drone on about things that could be made a lot more interesting. For example battle class you thought would have been fun but alas Sir Auron made it worse than history of spira. And that was saying something. Where were we? Oh yes…back to school, boring teachers, get beaten up. All in a normal days routine for Yuna.
She hated school. She hated home too. Her dad had long since passed away and she never knew her mother. She did know her mother was Al-bhed though. And she despised the fact that she had to live this her BI-coloured eyes that drew her all of the other attention so closely. She only wanted to be accepted. Even if she blended into the background and never spoke to anyone. That would be a hell of a lot better than having to face Dona and Seymour and their minions each day. She would just lay there on the floor and take it. Like she always does. No signs of retaliation because she knew if she spoke out it would be god knows how much worse and to be honest she didn't want to find out.
Yes all in a normal school day for Yuna. It was what was waiting for her at home that varied.
The moment she stepped in the door of her house she would either be greeted by silence and snoring or a kick to the stomach and the stench of alcohol. Both scenarios were as bad as each other, because if he was asleep when she came in it would mean a beating later on that night, and if he was awake it could mean one or multiple thrashings. Yuna's step-dad was a widower. She was experienced her step mothers death at the hand of a hit and run driver.
Yuna and her stepfather were in the car waiting for her stepmother to come out of a shop. She was buying Yuna's birthday present, and they had pulled over outside the shop that had Yuna saw the most beautiful pendant in. it was a silver J or T Yuna couldn't quite tell, on a silver chain. Just as her stepmother was running back from the shop, the headlights on an approaching car illuminated her. The car never stopped, it never even tired to break, and it was never found. She was luck enough to be dealt instant death, because in the condition she was in it wouldn't be a good life she was leading. Yuna had kept the pendant that was clutched in the late mothers hand, she kept it was a reminder of her. Of course her stepfather had blamed it all on Yuna. He said that it was her fault that her mother had gotten hit. He said if she hadn't of been so persistent about that necklace then she would have been taken away from him. And then he stared to get drunk and all that built up anger went into Yuna. Literally.
A typical day in the life of Yuna Lesca.
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