I think I died...

Inside a dark and deep alley, a red-haired young man could be seen lying on the floor unconscious.

He had blood stains on his head while some had trickled to the floor but it was being washed away by the rain that currently fell.

Looking at him closer he had bruises all over his body, signs that he had been beaten up.

He looked no older than 17 and was handsome and pretty muscular.

Suddenly his body jerked and after some seconds his hazel eyes opened.

[Jacob pov]

'Did they throw me on the streets? I thought as I struggled to get up while surveying my surroundings.

"Blood?" I questioned looking at the blood on the ground which was being washed away by the rain.

I then touched my head with my palm before looking back at it only to notice stains of fresh blood.

I was really confused now because just some moments ago I was in the underground match fighting against Harmlet now I was in an alley with blood dripping from my head.

"Ah shit, its raining!" I mumbled as I only just noticed that it was raining really heavily.

Just when I attempted to move I felt a pang of headache and suddenly some information began penetrating my brain.

"What's this..." I mumbled clutching my hair with my hands as I fell to the floor on my knees.

It turned out that he had entered the body of a seventeen-year-old high schooler who was formerly part of a gang but they had killed him because they had no more use for him.

The former host named Noah Dae-hyun was extraordinarily talented at fighting, he joined a gang to carter for himself and his little sister who was in middle school.

In the gang he was the most talented and was still very young but he only respected their boss not giving his seniors in the gang the respect they deserved.

Still they couldn't do anything because of how good he was at fighting, with the go ahead from their leader they had ambushed and killed him.

"Shit, I think I died" I mumbled, reflecting back I had somehow delivered a last hit but after that my view went blank.

"Ah, I think I'll catch a cold" I mumbled shivering slightly as I made my way out of the alley.

Walking past the streets I received different types of stares but I couldn't care less as I tried to locate my new home.

"Finally!" I sighed in relief as I walked towards the large duplex, the house looked pretty nice.

"Welcome back brother-" a girl with red hair almost identical to mine greeted as I walked into the living room.

"What happened to you!" She suddenly yelled rushing towards me touching my head and asking if it hurts.

"I'll go get the first aid kit" She said as she ran towards her room and in about a minute she came back with a kit and a towel.

"It's not that bad since it doesn't hurt" I spoke trying to make her feel a little better.

'If she only knew her real brother was dead...'

After cleaning the blood she put a bandage before handing me the towel to keep warm.

"I'll go prepare your bathe" Hearing this I couldn't help but smile, she really was caring.

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I apologize for it being short, I'll try to update more often.