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QM are you okay? Are you safe?
Kaede was late. Again. Class duties this time - she usually dodges them, until they caught up her little game. The first half of the year went well enough; balancing the waitress job and the classes was manageable, with the nerds helping for her homework and picking up on her duties. A couple smiles, little presents, brushing their arms with the top of her fingers. Hook, line, sinker.
And then, things felled apart. First, the job. Apparently, she was "flirting too aggressively" with the clients - a tip is a tip, and she did nothing out of law, or giving exact promises, right? - and sent to the kitchen as Assistant Cook. No more tips, a no-horseplay-in-kitchen head cook. This is when she started getting late for rent payments. Modern problems require modern solutions, and market laws are universal. She has supplies : decent look, voice, and a knack for people, and her class was made by at least one third of demand : attention deprived young males. Setting an online persona with a false name and address was child play. She mainly played the old "no money for train ticket" one - is it illegal to receive money from people and then get a shift preventing the trip, and slowly ghosting the sender? The only mistakes was using her real pictures. Next time, she'll find several likely minded individual to create a network of picture provider, decoupling identities and face for plausible deniability.
Around a month ago, she received the first letters. Somehow one of the egghead was good enough to track her through her layers of numeric deception. The sucker promised to not tell anything to the police if they had a date. As the stalker was in love, she ignored it. Repercussions where to reveal everything to her classmate "friends", that cut ties. No more leverage for them, no date. Kaede never had a real date and she's not interested. Well, barring some outstanding exceptions : Sweet mask, as any girl older than 10 of course, King with his raw magnestism and his whole 'strongest man on earth', Genos the bishonen cyborg and why not Fubuki?
This daydreaming was just a way to patient while yet another red light sluggishly waits to turn green.
"I wish I could just teleport around. Just hoping away the street and I'll already be there."
At long least, Phil's fillets.
A flash, the restaurants turns into rubble. Kaede will never be late to work here anymore. Well, such is life. Where does the threat comes from?
"It is I, CrumbleMan ! turning every thing I touch into ruins!"
This time, the monster looks like a blob fish and human crossover, tiny heap shaped figure. Each step disrupt the road and cracks bitumen.
Kaede knows she can't do anything. Time to flee.
"Pretty girl, I can't wait to crumble you!"
The atrocity moves way faster it should, isolating the young girl in an island among ruins.
Kaede has to fight. She picks a torn steel bar. That thing have to touch her? Well, looks like it will have to come for it.
