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“Tokifusa, non human and one of the more ….well his personality is just...”
What do you do when every time you wake, you see the setting sun and your ugly small apartment, thinking every time that, you could better then this. His ears are ruffled slightly by the wind by the time he heads out for work, every step he has to look around, as if waiting for someone to catch him.
He’s scared, of course, being on a island his whole life, he only knows nothing but fear, of humans. His mother, his father, they all warned him of their cruelty. Of what they used to do to non humans when they first appeared. Its clear that they still hate his kind, hate him.
And he hates himself as well. He just wants to lay down and never wake up .
He stands in front of the cafe, half a bar and half a tea house. A curious mix within the archimidest ward, its the only job he could do considering that its the only job he could make. Not much non humans get into politics after all.
The door nearly opens but he spies someone familiar.
He puts on his best, smile for the human.
“Why hello there. So nice to see you again.
Early riser today Sir?”
