Chapter 1

Laughter fills the air as the clouds move by. Signifying school just ended.

A young boy named Dante is walking down the street to his house. He isn't quiet and shy.

No, no, no...

He isn't the loud one either. If you thought he is one of these, then No! Danta knows how to act in public. Probably because his parents forced him to public behavior club just like many other clubs he was sent to.

But Dante never complained. He actually liked it!

Why?

He liked the idea about spending time with people who actually can behave, not like those few savages in his school. ( Not all of them, but most of them)

As he was walking, a girl bumps into him.

"O-oh dear! I'm really sorry. I-"the girl said, stopped when she looked at his face.

" It's nothing." said Dante. Then continued to walk without another word. The girl took few second to look at him before she is gone as well.

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Silence welcomed him as he opened the front door. Why would his percents be here anyway. They had too much 'work' to deal with.

Sighing he Dante went straight up to his room. Everything was clean except his desk. Filled with things from his clubs. Today was the only day of the week he could rest.

Flopping down straight on his bed, he was asleep. Not even thinking about school or homework.

His bed welcomed him like heaven. Soft pillow swallowing his head with comfort he entered the dream world.

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A woman entered the house. Dantes mother to be exact. She had short brown hair and glistening green eyes. Shortly later, his father followed in as well. He was tall with black eyes with brown hair.

Dante went down the stairs, already awake. "Mom! Dad!" he said, smiling. His mother smiled back. "How was the day sweetie? Everything good?" "Yeah, just like usual."

Moon was already visible. Dante had already spent all evening talking and watching TV with his parents. The house felt warm. This night was one of few nights he would spend with his family. Since they're always late.

On what a normal and perfect day it was. Maybe too normal.

I bet nothing would go wrong...

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Or?