Board Thread:The World/@comment-24937485-20191130041107/@comment-44207700-20191130044244

Sweet dreams of home, dreams were all that O'ren had anymore. He was sitting on a small blanket, and before him was his mother. They were both smiling, like they had just shared something between the other. O'ren's mother opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came out. Suddenly, O'ren felt like he was drowning. He couldn't breathe! Then just before he choked, he woke up, sputtering water from his mouth. His whole head was wet, and as his eyes adjusted to the scene there were two brats over by his bed. One had a bucket in hand, O'ren reached out to try and grab onto them but they leaped backwards to the door before running away. O'ren immedaitely leaped from his own bed, but as his feet pressed down to the ground he felt a shock of stabbing pain arching from his toes. He fell over onto his side, and more pain came from his side that hit the floor. He curled his feet in, groaning in pain as he looked at his feet. The bottom of his feet were just absolutely covered in thumbtacks.

It took him a little over five minutes to pull the thumbtacks from his foot, and then his side which landed in the giant pile. There was no point in chasing them at this point, O'rens little brother and sister were far gone at this point and if he spoke to his father he'd belittle it to simple "games". It was humiliating enough, and O'ren couldn't bare the idea of it being even more so. Later that morning he recieved a message, he was supposed to meet up with a few other shinobi for a mission. O'ren didn't carry anything with him to the site, only having his red headband tied over his forehead to conceal the cursed seal that he was burdened to carry.

Unlike Hattori, O'ren was a bit different than the average Hyūga. While his were still plainly white, there was much about his physique that was just off. He was lanky for his age, and awfully thin too. His hair was long, and a light brown. Dirty blonde as some people have so aptly put it. Although O'ren could recognize Hattori as one of the team members listed. He walked straight towards him, holding a hand out to greet him.

"You must be Hattori," O'ren confidently spoke, "I'm O'ren. Nice to meet you."