Alice

Alice was a tall 18 year old girl of slim to athletic build. She had a pale complexation with untidy shoulder length jet-black hair. Her eyes were green. Alice wore round-rimmed glasses. Upon Alice's forehead was a scar. Alice also had a faint scar on the back of her right hand and another scar over her heart. These were all from fights she'd been in at previous schools.

It was Saturday the 9th.

Alice had moved into a new town with her mom after brutally assaulting a girl at her school who was **** another girl.

Alice's mom was a 48 year old woman. She had slicked-back dark hair, gray eyes and wore glasses.

Her mom had opened up a coffee shop in the town.

"We'll introduce you properly to the staff about your transfer tomorrow. It's really important that if you see someone in trouble, you keep your head down and let them suffer" her mom said.

"I'm supposed to just let people get ****?" Alice asked.

"Yes. If you try to help others, you're the one who gets hurt. You know how I survived school? By turning a blind eye to injustice"

"Listen, I'll try to behave myself but if someone does something evil I can't just ignore it"

"The law doesn't care about good or evil"

"Then the law is insane"

Alice tuned her mom out after that and went to her room to masturbate. She didn't think much of her mom. Her whole approach was just an excuse for cowardice. That was not who Alice wanted to be.