A while ago I had a story called A Story of Insanity and Cakes or something like that. After three chapters I decided to delete it because the story wasn't really going anywhere and I had no idea how I was going to continue writing it. Well since the majority of my problem involving moving is now out of the way, I can now attempt to remake the story and hopefully complete it. The same will go for any other story I deleted. Oh and I'd like to warn you that this is going to be rated T or M because it contains all the shit you would find in any generic horror movie including death, profanity, violence, implied frickle frackling, etc. The characters will also be intentionally Out of Character because it's fun to do that kind of crap to other people's characters.
Disclaimer: Someone like me would've never been able to make something like Dramatical Murder.
Though for a second he thought he would never find it, Aoba managed to spot the home just two feet away from him. The directions given to him were complex, but he finally made it. If Aoba could, he'd curse Noiz for having to make things so complicated. Not everyone can fully understand what it means to get out of town without screaming, tripping, or dropping materials in wide open areas.
Aoba tripped over his own feet as he was stepping into the place he was staying in. He was lost in his own thought about how much he is going to miss everything from his hometown Midorijima, especially his college. The vibrant atmosphere, the sound of the cheerleaders practicing their routines, the distant smell of weed coming from the back of the parking lot, and the savage brawls breaking out among the freshman girls over spilled Pumpkin Spice Lattes and dirtied Uggs, etc. There was just so much Aoba was leaving behind; but what he will miss the most are the people he has lost during the incident. It was why he left Midorijima.
Aoba has tried time after time to forget about the incident, but it wasn't easy. It was especially difficult to forget considering the incident occurred about 20 minutes ago and the blood and frosting are still on his clothes. Well, one would argue that it's probably ideal if we can all just look into the past to see how this all got started.
So yeah I know that this is a short intro, even shorter than my first intro to the previous story, but I really can't think of what to actually put into this chapter. You know when you're reading a novel for school and there's a chapter that's only a page long and you're happy because it means you could read less? Think of this chapter as the chapter that spares you of your time. So you're welcome…