Cuz most people dont know....
Ciel's POV
I crouched in the vent. Watching every sposta of the slender girl. In the cave, alot of people thought, Mel was, a little girl, one who needed protection. Boy were they wrong. I watched her sit on the divano with her casted arm, typing on her laptop with her good one, her left one. She put in her white earbuds. She nodded to the beat. Nod, nod, pause, nod. Mental note that. I crawled around in the vents, to another grate. te know how many broken arms she gets from being beat up? She says its from beating up Erasers. Pfft. Big, fat, lie. Exactly 21. She heals...
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