Chapter 2

Ylisha's Perspective

I rapidly got my first aid kit and went to my room to mend myself.

"Damn, it's deep, that stupid Clench!" I said while I was beginning to press my wound deliberately with medicine. I moaned and clenched my teeth in suffering.

"Gosh, Ylisha!" 

 I returned my medicine kit to where I got it after I put the plaster on my arm, then something caught my eyes. There were 5 albums in the corner of the cupboard, I stared at it at first but a minute later, I grabbed one of them and went back to my room. I opened the album, of course, I already knew what's inside this, I made it.

A sighed, "Are we this close, Clench? What happened to us? Stupid! " I muttered while glancing at the pictures of me and Clench back when we were together. The happiest moments and funny memories were popping out from the bottom of my head.

I could see his enormous smile while he was with me. I used my palm to softly caressed the picture one by one, trying not to whine but I couldn't help it, I shed tears and dried my eyes with the end of my neckband, but at the same time, I was full of resentment and pain.

" I will take my revenge, Clench, you can never hide from me, you and that bitch girl! " I said, grinding my teeth. 

 I'm Ylisha, an assassin, yeah, what you read was right, I'm an assassin, that was my fate, I was born to be like this, I was 5 yrs. old when my father trained me and became part of his job. 

 It was never easy, I wanted to live like an ordinary girl that day, who could play with my neighbors and spent a lot with my friends at my school but I couldn't. Well, I was a top student, my father was so proud of me, it was the only gift I could give to my lost mother, he said. I was happy at the same time I was also lonely. All of my classmates were amazed at how smart I was. They always approached me and tried to made friends with me but I couldn't, I was too busy, and my father didn't let me play with them either. The swords and guns were my toys on those days until now. I've never tried to play barbie dolls and some girls' stuff. I was always rehearsing at my father's workplace when I'm done with my studies.

"Ylisha, please, stop crying," my father yelled at me every time I cried during training. I always thought that my life was a mess. All I wanted was freedom and happiness.

Years had passed, my father was still the same, the moment I turned 12, after a long practice I was able to do everything, the sword, gun shooting, almost perfect, even boxing. Boxing? Urgyh, I didn't care about that stuff, yeah, well, I never dreamt of it. Then one day I was bullied by a bunch of boys, I didn't imagine fighting them but I already had enough that day, I fought back, without noticing I've knocked them out, all of them just using my hand, weel boxing was not bad at all then. But since that day everybody was scared of me, even girls, no one ever wanted to be my friend because they thought I was crazy and detrimental, but it was okay because I didn't have any time for friendship, after all. I told myself, “Ylisha, it's okay.” 

Things went well on those days even in my studies, I had always ranked 1st on every examination, my honor never failed down, everyone at my school looked and stared at me every time I walked passed them. I could see in their eyes, that some of them looked like they admired me, some of them were afraid of me, and some of them were jealous of me, you'll know when yoou read their eyes.

"Damn, I'm already used to this, yet it's irritating! " I mumbled. 

"Come on Ylisha, after graduating this was all a dream, " I said in my mind and went to the café near our school where my seniors were.

The knot in my stomach was getting a bit sick, the lines were pretty long, I sighed. 

Finally, I was next in life after a decas.

After I ordered some food and took a seat on one of the chairs at the corner. I'm about to taste what my food tastes like when someone spilled his milk on my food.

"Oops, I'm sorry," he said, I looked up to see who it was. 

"Stupid seniors, " I mumbled while rolling my eyes, and ignored them. I left my food at the table, I didn't have any appetite anymore, but they kept on following me. Urgh, not again.

"Hey, girl,” they said, then one of them grabbed my hair softly. “ You're notorious at this school? You look weak though, haha," he said laughing. I only smirked at him, I promised Dad not to get in trouble again, he didn't want coming here in school, knowing that I just knocked out some stupid students.

"Idiot! " I yelled, and I think he felt like I had insulted him, so he pushed me but I didn't have some time to argue with him, he was just wasting my time.

I smirked again, and that time, he pushed me harder, that I really fell down on the floor, and everybody was staring at us. Haisst, I hate to be in the center of attraction.

"Hey, Garner, stop you might hurt yourself, she's dangerous, " one of the students at this campus yelled to him.

"Really, she's weak though, " he said, laughing out loud while having fun of me. I looked around, some students looked afraid of what might happen to this guy, they kept following us with their eyes, and some seniors were laughing. I stood up and walked out, but he grabbed my arm. So, I pushed his hand.

 “I have no time for your stupid games, you piece of trash! ” I shouted, glared madly, and walked out from that crowded place. But he pushed me from my back one more time, he seem love pushing people, but seriously? Wow! I'm still a girl, does he know what manners mean? I was so mad and punched him in the face and my bad, he fell down on the floor.

 “Hmm, tsssk, stupid! ” half of my lips whispered, All the crowd got shocked.

"Look at their faces. Tsssk," I thought.

 “I don't even want to do this,” I was about to walk when someone pulled my feet, and I fell on the ground, but damn, there was a pointed stick that was stuck on the ground that plunged into my shoulder, they couldn't see it, because I was still lying, my body was covering the stick, it was hurt so bad. I tried to stand up, to avoid the wound to get deeper, but this jerk kicked me.

“Idiot, ” I'm already pissed off, so, I kicked him with my full strength, my feet were long, that it reached his stomach, he also got pissed off and found a stick at the corner.

“This is bad,” I whispered. I hurriedly tried to stand up, but the wound was too deep, everybody got shocked when I sat down. They looked at my back that kept bleeding, and I could feel it also, it hurts, and I felt dizzy. I felt like the students were starting to spin around me. But still, I had to stand up but this jerk hurriedly went near me and was crazily going to hit that thick stick at me.

“ Damn, stupid jerk, it's violence! ” I yelled in a weak voice and closed my eyes with fear.