Nobody
I am a nobody. I am a wreck. I am a lost soul.
My life wasn't supposed to be like this.
If only I hadn't moved to Ikebukuro. If only I hadn't met Izaya. If only I hadn't gotten caught up with the gangs. If only, if only... If only.
I'm in the middle of everything. But I don't care. It's always been like this.
To some, I'm a high schooler.
To some, I'm the leader of the Yellow Scarves.
To some, I'm just a kid.
To some, I'm a friend.
To some, I'm another pawn in the chessboard.
To some, I'm Masaomi Kida.
But to myself, I'm a nobody.
A/N: It's my first Durarara fic. I chose Masaomi because I think he has the easiest history to write about. I love him a lot, and I feel bad for him.
Anyways, tell me what you thought-this is one of the shortest fics I've written. Thanks for reading!
(I don't own Durarara.)