Well, there went the delinquent’s pride. He had never been one to truly care much for popularity and recognition, however, for someone who seemed to be around his age and not have heard of him? That was just something he had not foreseen. Recovering from this momentary shock, his chocolate hues remained fixated on the raven haired girl. “Geez! You need to get out more then. Besides, who the hell could remind you of me. I’m one of a freakin’ kind, Kags.”
Well, he wasn’t wrong about that – ❝I’m sick a lot.❞ Technically not true, but that was the explanation that everyone else got, so she figured it would work with him, too. She blinked, momentarily taken aback, and then frowned. ❝Don’t call me that! It’s Kagome, not Kags; got it? Anyway, there’s this guy I know that’s ‘one of a kind,’ himself. Funny; you both have an equally bad attitude. I guess the similarities went deeper than I thought.❞