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The same glowing sun. The same busy stores. The same bustling people. It was all the same - such a monotonous town.
That's why he always made himself different. Rentaro Ryuusuke - a man who viewed himself as the noise in the silence. He made noise the best way he knew how; the way he learned growing up. By committing crime. Yes, by now, he'd committed a great number of them, but he'd never been caught. The male made sure the police never even had a name, or a face to match that name.
The problem?
Even being a criminal gets old after a while. Or rather, the brand of criminal that he was. His parents left him with their estate upon their death, so he wasn't left wanting for anything. As such, most of the crimes he pulled nowadays were small trifles, such as robbing a store or destroying something. He never killed anyone though. When he first started living "the life of a criminal", he vowed that killing was something he'd never do.
Despite that, he was still searching for something. Something that would make more noise than anything he'd done before. Searching, accompanied by a whole lot of waiting. Any and all ideas as to what big crime it was he was searching for were escaping him. Half of him was hoping it would plop right down beside him and just scream to be committed.
The thought made him chuckle to himself sometimes. Real life wasn't like that. Luckily, he had Ruffles, a small dog, Papillon in breed. Him and Ruffles were out on their daily walk to the park. It was late noon, and all the children were still in school, so he had it mostly to himself. He liked it best that way. Ren always told himself that if everything were to someday be different, he'd hope that at least this moment would remain unchanged.
Ironic, that Ren, the man who so strongly desires a change from his monotonous everyday life, would wish for even one thing to remain.
Little did he know...
@IceQueen
That's why he always made himself different. Rentaro Ryuusuke - a man who viewed himself as the noise in the silence. He made noise the best way he knew how; the way he learned growing up. By committing crime. Yes, by now, he'd committed a great number of them, but he'd never been caught. The male made sure the police never even had a name, or a face to match that name.
The problem?
Even being a criminal gets old after a while. Or rather, the brand of criminal that he was. His parents left him with their estate upon their death, so he wasn't left wanting for anything. As such, most of the crimes he pulled nowadays were small trifles, such as robbing a store or destroying something. He never killed anyone though. When he first started living "the life of a criminal", he vowed that killing was something he'd never do.
Despite that, he was still searching for something. Something that would make more noise than anything he'd done before. Searching, accompanied by a whole lot of waiting. Any and all ideas as to what big crime it was he was searching for were escaping him. Half of him was hoping it would plop right down beside him and just scream to be committed.
The thought made him chuckle to himself sometimes. Real life wasn't like that. Luckily, he had Ruffles, a small dog, Papillon in breed. Him and Ruffles were out on their daily walk to the park. It was late noon, and all the children were still in school, so he had it mostly to himself. He liked it best that way. Ren always told himself that if everything were to someday be different, he'd hope that at least this moment would remain unchanged.
Ironic, that Ren, the man who so strongly desires a change from his monotonous everyday life, would wish for even one thing to remain.
Little did he know...
@IceQueen