Zack Blackfire, a young high schooler with short jet-black hair, above average face and a skinny yet muscular body, was currently walking home from school as he thought about his weird birthmark on his right wrist.
"Dammit! This stupid birthmark embarrassed me again in front of Sally..." mumbled Zack. He almost walked into a lamp post as he thought about what happened earlier.
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"What do you call a lizard that smokes?" asks Zack to his 2-year friend Erwin Macdonald.
Erwin replies "What? don't tell me this is another du-" Zack quickly cuts Erwin off before he could insult his specialty.
"Mar-iguana!!!" yells Zack with a poker face trying suppressing a smile.
"Get out, right now! Look I'll even open the door for you!" says Erwin, while trying to hold in his laughter desperately.
Zack was trying to put the most serious face he's done in his life so far, but couldn't due to the hilarious look on Erwin's face. Suddenly the birthmark on Zack's right wrist began to glow brighter.
(Oh, crap!!! Not this again!) thought Zack as he remembers all the times he's been embarrassed by his actions caused by this light. He quickly told Erwin that he has to go to the washroom and started running while trying to cover his wrist with his long sleeve school uniform.
Erwin sighs depressingly as he watches Zack run away
"I guess he still doesn't trust me that much..." he mumbles.
Zack ran as fast as he could to the washroom, but just as he turned around the corner he bumped into someone. "Ah!" a yelp of surprise and pain is heard. "O-oh, sorry!" quickly says Zack. He helps the girl up and revels in the feeling of her soft hand, but he remembers his wrist is still glowing and swiftly continued to the washroom.
A pair of beautiful eyes stares at him in resentment from behind. A creamy white pair of legs that would make any straight man go crazy slowly stood up elegantly, supporting those legs were a pair of tiny shoes that look quite cute even though they're the standard school shoes. Above her skirt was a school blazer with surprisingly big chest for a 17-year old girl, and above that chest is a slim neck so beautiful and delicate that even extreme sadists would find it difficult for them to choke it (Author: I don't know, I couldn't think of anything else *shrugs*), last but definitely not least a pretty face with a small nose, slightly larger than normal eyes, soft eyebrows, and sakura pink thin lips. She sighed, wiped her skirt and started walking again.
(Author: If you don't already know, I am a pervert. Quite the big one, and I am proud to be, so if you don't like lewd situations, then you should probably stop reading)
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Zack stops and lets out a long sigh, looking into the sky. He walked by an alleyway and suddenly sees a dirty, middle-aged man lying in the middle of trash puking out blood.
Zack, being the boy who thinks he should help when he sees trouble, went over to the dirty man and asked "Are you alright sir? would you like me to take you to the hospital?"
The man slowly turns his head and looked at Zack's eyes. He shook a little when he saw them and suddenly looked towards his right wrist, surprise and disbelief filled his eyes as he saw Zack's wrist.
Zack started to feel uncomfortable with the man staring at him like that.
"To think I would find someone like this at the end of my bullshit life... fate sure loves fucking around with people..." The man clicks his tongue and mumbles.
Zack couldn't hear what he said so he said "Pardon?"
The man coughs and more blood is spewed out of his mouth. He ignores Zack's question "Take this..." whispers the man taking out something from his pocket. Zack looks at the object and is slightly puzzled. After all, what the man is holding looks like a random marble you could buy a packet of for half a dollar.
Zack dismissed his thoughts and carefully takes the marble-looking-like object, looks into the man's eyes again and says "Thank you, but, I should really get you to the hospital right now, it's only a 15-minute walk from here!"
"cough, I can't make it, anyway, kid, although I've helped you now, even though you haven't done anything before or at this time, you're already fated to help me one day" whispers the man weakly.
Even though Zack asked to take him to the hospital, Zack knows that the man will die without doubt, since Zack has seen his now-dead Grandfather in the seemingly same condition before. But Zack also felt strange since he didn't think he would be so calm with a man dying right in front of him.
Zack sighs, "Is there anything I can do for you before you die?" He asks, and the man replies with a wry, yet weak smile
"No, but there is something you can do for me after I die" He continued "Can you please make my middle finger face the sky after I pass on?" The man squeezes out a cheeky grin while asking so.
"Uh.. alright, I promise" replies Zack with a slightly wry smile.
The man, looking satisfied, slowly closed his eyes as he breathed out for the last time.
In Zack's eyes, a hint of sadness and loneliness is found. He watches the man for a few quiet seconds then walks closer to the man. He raises the man's hand, made his hand form a middle finger, and supported it with the man's chest, making it face the sky. On the man's face is a cheeky smile with no malice whatsoever.
Zack looks at the marble in his hand then stuffs it into his pocket. He takes out his phone to call the police and tell them about the man.
"I hope you have a relaxing and nice time in your next life.." he said as he put away his phone while looking at the lifeless man. He sighs one last time while thinking of his grandfather and starts to walk home again.