'Rise-chan was here!' was what was spray painted on the wall. It was an old warehouse; anyone who saw it wouldn't care about it. It's not like it was used anymore! A grin flashed across my own face as I admired my handiwork. It was just so much fun! Being alive was great! It didn't matter that it wasn't my own body at all. I was alive and there was nothing that pathetic girl could do about it!
I threw the empty can of green spray paint over my shoulder and listened for the inevitable crash as it landed in the small stream behind me. Once the sound reached my ears, I walked out of the dark alley, rather satisfied with myself. When I was finally blended into the rest of the crowd, I flipped the hood of my orange jacket down, revealing my lime green hair. It was one of the many things that I took pride in; I knew that she couldn't stand it, not to mention the fact that it confirmed my existence. No one could change that.
I stopped in front of the window of a clothing store, observing my reflection in the glass. My lime green hair was cut just past my ears in the back, but there were some strands that came just about my shoulder in the front, coupled with my matching side bangs. The sleeves of my orange fur lined jacket were rolled up to my elbows, only slightly revealing my black tank top that laid underneath. Between my black short shorts and knee-high socks that lead to white sneakers, not much of my legs were showing. I grinned at my reflection before sitting down on a bench. 'Why are you doing this...?' My grin only widened once I heard her silent (to everyone else, at least) question. There was nothing she could do to change me.