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Yue physcially twitched, that much was obvious. The very tone of voice gave her a flash to the past of the little American boy, Michael. That air of 'royalty' without any expectations, rules, or anything. That child was the terror of the playground, bullying all who stumbled into his way.
Eventually, he had made his way to try and bully Yue, and he almost had, if it wasn't for the fact Yue knew how to kick, flail, smack, and scream loud enough to make him fall back in mild terror. Or amusement. She was never sure which one it was, but all she remembered was after he tried to tie her hair to wet, newly painted playground poles, he 'mysteriously' was knocked off the seesaw at the peak of height.
He had a concussion, and to be honest, Yue never felt worse in her entire life. She had taken it too far, no matter how satisfying it seemed to be at the time. It was her first and last time of stooping to such a low level, yet her defensive began to activate... If one could even call it that. Whenever threatened, it was like Yue's time studying what her parentals deemed "useless" had become something of a substitute Yue. Or maybe this was the true her? The one that was never allowed to grow? Regardless, this was who she was now. Quiet and meek.
"Ah, well, this is a... nice first encounter, isn't it? I'm assuming your one of the kings?" Yue replied, only to laugh at herself. "Of course you are, ignore that statement." Arms crossing as her body began to stand straighter, her eyes staring into the shadows. "What's your name? And, if I may add, how would someone like yourself wish for me to entertain you? I am a mere human, but you seem to expect some talent from someone so... mediocre?" Yue teased, though she no doubt knew that was probably a bad idea with a man who could easily slaughter her.
Eventually, he had made his way to try and bully Yue, and he almost had, if it wasn't for the fact Yue knew how to kick, flail, smack, and scream loud enough to make him fall back in mild terror. Or amusement. She was never sure which one it was, but all she remembered was after he tried to tie her hair to wet, newly painted playground poles, he 'mysteriously' was knocked off the seesaw at the peak of height.
He had a concussion, and to be honest, Yue never felt worse in her entire life. She had taken it too far, no matter how satisfying it seemed to be at the time. It was her first and last time of stooping to such a low level, yet her defensive began to activate... If one could even call it that. Whenever threatened, it was like Yue's time studying what her parentals deemed "useless" had become something of a substitute Yue. Or maybe this was the true her? The one that was never allowed to grow? Regardless, this was who she was now. Quiet and meek.
"Ah, well, this is a... nice first encounter, isn't it? I'm assuming your one of the kings?" Yue replied, only to laugh at herself. "Of course you are, ignore that statement." Arms crossing as her body began to stand straighter, her eyes staring into the shadows. "What's your name? And, if I may add, how would someone like yourself wish for me to entertain you? I am a mere human, but you seem to expect some talent from someone so... mediocre?" Yue teased, though she no doubt knew that was probably a bad idea with a man who could easily slaughter her.
