Part 1: Regrets to My Future
"Stop it!" a girl with bright red hair cried out—two ears cowering and covering her head; a red tail hid in between her legs while she was crouched down.
"Freak!"
"She looks so weird!"
A relatively small playground, grass kept short and kids playing on the seesaws whilst others played on the slides. However, a little crowd of fifteen or so children had circled around a small wolf-girl.
They crumpled up pieces of paper and picked up little pebbles to be thrown at the redheaded girl, who was maybe about six years old; she covered her head and ears with her hands while in between all of them, squealing and crying as she did.
A boy crumpled up his exam paper in his hands; it's not like 'B' was a grade to be proud of. He had clear skin and sharp blue eyes—the greyish-turquoise school uniform they all wore.
