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AND THE HAND YOU WANT TO HOLD IS A WEAPON

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[attr="class","freiwantmid"]CHARACTER FACTION team rocket

[attr="class","freiwantmid"]CHARACTER RANK grunt

[attr="class","freiwantmid"]FACE CLAIM enoshima junko from danganronpa

[attr="class","freiwanttop"]ABOUT THE CHARACTER

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life is a game and you always win.[break][break]

at least, that’s what you tell yourself to get through the nights spent lying awake. alone and forgotten.[break][break]

this doesn’t matter, none of this matters. happiness can be bought, attention won by looking the best, being the best. it doesn’t matter if you aren’t noticed by your parents, cast aside for the oldest of the family. their money pays for everything. money talks and money loves and money doesn’t care if you’re the black sheep of the family or not.[break][break]

so what if mother doesn’t call you pretty? who cares if father ignores your needy pleas for affection and love?[break][break]

you care. you care too much and it drowns you.[break][break]

you dye your hair to get them to notice you. strawberry blonde, striking against pale skin and light eyes. it doesn’t matter to them, nothing does. the oldest sister matters. the favorite, the chosen one. you’ll never compare and one day you’ll save yourself the heartbreak. One day you’ll stop trying and begging and crying for parents who don’t notice the youngest wasting away.[break][break]

they notice, though. they care.[break][break]

the intentions aren’t pure, aren’t light and good and everything you wanted. the attention is nice, however, and you cling to it for dear life. you cling to the feeling of being wanted, of mattering.[break][break]

who cares if you join the ranks to disappear once more? so what if you’re just another face in the crowd? it doesn’t matter that the love you seek is still so far out of your reach.[break][break]

it does matter. it matters to you and you alone but life is just a game and money talks and lucky for you, mommy and daddy don’t notice when their money goes missing.[break][break]

you know you can’t buy your desires and your carnal needs. it still doesn’t stop you from trying.[break][break]

a girl of nineteen, deprived of the nurturing one needs to become good hearted and kind. a girl with the actions of a child. temper tantrums and silly games are all you know and you should know better. you should know they won’t tolerate it but you never learned any other way and so you stick to the idea that everything is a game in the hopes that maybe one day, you’ll finally come out on top. maybe one day all that you ever wanted will finally be won.[break][break]

after all, winning is the only thing that matters anymore. you'll win yet again as you always think you do and one day, it won't feel so hollow anymore.