(Name) POV
You were on your way home from school, you weren't like other kids your age, you could hear things, sometimes see. You loved reading books about gods, you couldn't pick a favorite god, you loved them all.
Walking down the rode you turned your head to the right, you saw a girl with pink eyes and long brown hair, she was talking to herself, but when you blinked you swore you to boys walking next to her, but, you just thought it was your imagination. Still walking you saw a peace of paper on the ground, you picked it up, while walking you read the peace of paper.
''Need help with anything, call me (phone number) Yato god and I'll he