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A slightly tanned, skinny, average height kid with blue hair, black eyes and a few handsome features.
It was of course, none other than one of his bestest, dearest and closest friends, Eric Quinn.
”Hey! Moby old buddy! That was quite some show you put on during class, it was hilarious! You never seem to disappoint!” Eric said with a laugh, remembering what had happened with Moby and Rolf 30 minutes ago.
”Thanks… but I was only being honest and trying my best to apologize for my disrespect,” Moby nervously replied, not even looking Eric in the eyes as he continued to pack up his belongings.
”Eh, whatever you say bro, it was still funny as hell either way. But that was not the reason I came here right now. I was thinking, since I will be going on a road trip with my family during the break, why don't we have another one of our training sessions? It would be a good way to spend our last time seeing each other before the break! I even brought a few friends with me! After I told them all about you, they said they couldn't wait to meet you and become your friends. Trust me, it will be more fun with more people! You know what they say, the more the merrier! So, are you in?” Eric said with a bright friendly smile to Moby.
”R-really! They want to be friends with me!? I am so happy! I can't wait! Thank you so much for all of this! I always wanted more friends! I will gladly accept your invitation,” Moby said with nervous excitement, smiling back to Eric with tears of joy running down his face, making Eric inwardly laugh and cringe even though he knew exactly what he should have expected from Moby Kane, the school's biggest anomaly, the boy so happy and positive at all times no matter the circumstance that nobody had a noteworthy explanation other than he was crazy or mentally ill.
”Are you okay with doing it now? Same place as always, the yard right behind the school. I would like to ideally do it before it starts raining, I hate walking home in the rain. So, what do you say?” Eric asked, already knowing the answer before he even spoke.
”Of course! I have no problems at all! Like, you know My Katana is always on me, hung around my backpack so I am ready as I'll ever be!” Moby responded nervously yet with no hesitation.
”Great! My friends will meet us there, they should probably get there before we do. So, follow me and let us walk there together, it is always safer that way,” Eric said, just as Moby finished packing his belongings, standing up before nodding firmly in agreement.
”Good,” Eric replied, walking towards the exit of the classroom, Moby walking behind seemingly unaware of all the amused and disgusted glares coming his way.
As Moby walked through the classroom door, right behind Eric, he pulled out his family's golden necklace from his pocket, looking at it with a deep smile.
'Mom, dad, are you seeing this? I am finally going to be making even more friends now! Aren't you proud of me!' Moby thought, trying to hold back his tears of joy.
Then, seemingly out of nowhere, as he continued staring at the necklace in his hand, his heart rate suddenly skyrocketed, giving him an intense feeling in the chest unlike anything he had ever felt before in his life, it was like his heart was about to explode right out of it, creating boiling blood instead of the regular blood he was all so used to. Then, that feeling of intense pain was followed up with more pain in the form of a massive headache, making him bend down on one knee holding his chest in anguish as fuzzy familiar yet unfamiliar voices and images constantly popped in and out his head, making his entire body, sweat, shudder and tremble.
'Who are these people? What are those voices? Do I know them? What is going on? Where is all of this pain coming from and when will it end?' Those were the only thoughts running through Moby's mind as his entire body and soul was ravaged with unimaginable pain and suffering, not being able to differentiate was fake or real, dream or reality.
Then… as quickly as it started, it suddenly ended, almost like nothing had happened... all the pain… All of the voices and images��� they all suddenly going away like a snap of the fingers.
When Moby opened his eyes, he found that he was on his knees, staring at the marble ground of the school with his necklace still tightly in his right hand, sweating buckets and hyperventilating from what had just happened to him.
When he checked and felt his body, he felt like there were no injuries on it despite all of the unimaginable pain he felt, it was too surreal…
When he looked around, he saw all the worried faces of his classmates who surrounded him in a circle. This also included Eric who looked the most worried out of all of them, which made Moby smile before standing up, putting his necklace back in his pocket, trying his best to forget about what had just happened and look at the bright future ahead of him. He was not going to let such a thing get between him and making new friends.
However, like usual, Moby got it all wrong. What he mistook as looks of worry were actually looks of pure shock and surprise. It was the first-ever time anyone had ever seen Moby in actual pain, anguish or despair… even through the cruellest, and most brutal beatings and tortures he did not at all crack. But now, there he was, exhibiting all those emotions they previously thought to be impossible for him to feel, all right in front of their eyes which shocked them beyond belief with only one thought running through their minds…
'What the fuck just happened?'