My legend began in the 19th century. My father, an amazing architect, was a bit of a useless man. During the whole process of building me, all he did was eat, sleep and chase young women. In the original planes, I was suposed to be a prison, but some ugly british man decieded it was better if I became a hospital. The Namimori hospital.
During two whole centuries, I have hosted all types of people. I´ve seen births and deaths, disgusting accidents, love stories between doctors and nurses that usually ended up in a jealous and dangerous wife. I'm proud to say that even I have survived wars, but never, in my entire short life I had seen something as terrifying as what I have inside right now. His name is Hibari Kyouya, and somebody PLEASE get that thing off me!
I've known that boy since he was born. Ever since he cried for the first time, I knew he would be my particular nightmare, specially because, unlike most babies, he DID NOT CRY AT ALL!. The worst part? He's here. Right now. And he's really injured. What the hell did that little prick do to end up like that? Did he jump in front of a chainsaw or something? Because trust me, no human being could even make that thing feel scared. He's there, sleeping so calmly that he even looks nice. This is seriously creepy… HOLY SHIT HE'S MOVING! help….
I have decided he's not human. I swear he's not. That kid is responsable for at least 60% of the people that comes here, and he even picks fights inside me… I'm not fond of that. I hate violence. Last time he had a fight here, he broke 3 windows and a wall. A FUCKING WALL! A-and what the hell? Why the hell is a kid walking around with a tonfa? What the fuck even is a tonfa? A metal stick? Really? And don't his parents say ANYTHING to him? That was a very bad child raising! HOLY FUCK HE'S AWAKE! shit shit shit shit fuck sdfhjgfdsdfgh…. Say, have you heard of Sawada Tsunayoshi? You know him? He's a nice kid. A nice and stupid kid. WHY THE HELL DOES HE HAVE TO MAKE NOISE AROUND HIBARI KYOUYA? DOES HE HAVE A DEATH WISH?
Oh, I'm sorry… but this is going to end up in blood… and i get really nervous when there's violence around me. GOD THEY'RE FIGHTING ALREADY! oops… there goes my door… shit.
Well, nice talking to you. I don't think I'll be able to live much longer like this… I'll… I'll just become a carrot… ok, bye.