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[Fon x Reader] Master and Disciple [1]

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An Empty Child

[name] was an empty child. She felt hollow, as though, the wind that went from her ear, went out the other.

Her arms shook as she tried to slam her hands down on the rocky road and raise her body up. Her chest hurt from the pressure of pain. Everything felt heavy and numb.

[color] hair shielded the girl’s face, as it concealed her scratched and beaten face. She didn’t know what hurt more. The stinging? The throbbing? Whatever it was, she didn’t want to feel anything anymore. She wanted death.

Opening her arms for death, she closed her eyes, ready to accept emptiness. But she accepted a pair of warm arms. Death wasn’t ready to kill her off.

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Opening her heavy lids, [name] tried to turn her neck to see where she was. Heaven? Hell? Or nowhere? At any rate, [name[ felt her neck break in laying in the same position for possible hours.

“Ah. I see that you are awake.”

Hitching her breath, [name] arose from the bed in a panic, only to grab her sides. She winced at the sharp pain, but directed her eyes to the owner of the voice.

A young Asian sat on a Chinese styled chair with a reassuring smile adorning his pale skin. His hair was slightly ruffled and braided, as dark ink colored it. His eyes were mixed in chocolate that contained a serene look.

In surprise, [name] jumped and backed away.

The stranger reached a hand on her shoulder and lightly held it.

“Don’t be alarmed. My name is Fon. May I ask what yours is?” The stranger asked.
“... I’m [name] [last].” The child replied, her eyes drifting all over the room.

The room was quite large and fancy. Light, thin curtains were draped over the windows, and it was attached to the top of the bed [name] sat on. The ‘pillow’ was like a brick, while the blankets were thick and fluffy.

The child found that her torn and tattered clothing was replaced with smooth, white Chinese pajamas.

“W-Where am I?” [name] asked timidly.
“You are currently in my home. I had found you lying in the middle of a war-like field. To think that you would be gravely injured in the midst of it. I’m sorry…” The Asian apologized.
“Huh? Why are you… sorry?”

Fon lowered his gaze and stared out of a window before replying, “There was a battle between your family and the mafia, right?”
I haven't watched KHR in a LONG time, so forgive me for any OOC.
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