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Lookism: Baki Hanma

Note: I am not a professional writer. I am just a person who enjoys writing. This is not a planned work of art. So, please ignore my poor skills if you can. If not, you can always drop it. What happens when a Hanma is dropped into the Lookism world? He is not the anime Baki. He is not the legendary Hanma from another universe. He is just a boy born with a body that refuses to obey normal rules. He grows up in a world where gangs decide law, fists decide status, and weakness is punished without mercy. He does not start as a monster, but his body learns faster, adapts faster, and endures more than it should. By the time others realize something is wrong, it is already too late to treat him like an ordinary fighter. He does not chase fame or chaos, but he does not avoid violence when it becomes unavoidable. Each fight leaves marks on bodies, walls, and reputations, and each step forward forces him deeper into the brutal hierarchy of Lookism. As his presence spreads, familiar events begin to shift, alliances fracture, and organizations that once dominated the underworld start to feel pressure they cannot explain. If you want to see a Hanma walk into the Lookism world and dismantle its strongest fighters, and rewrite the balance of power with raw physical dominance and calculated decisions, then you are in the right place. This is not a story about instant supremacy. This is a story about a body that evolves, a mind that adapts, and a world that slowly realizes it created something it cannot control. Disclaimer: All credits belong to the original creators of Lookism and Baki. I do not own these characters or their worlds, except for the original characters I create. This version of Baki Hanma is not the same as the one from the anime. He only shares the name and abilities, while his personality and story are different. The cover image is not mine. If the original creator requests its removal, I will remove it.
Shrabon4757 · 1.5m Views

Anxiety is a killer

Silence isn't just a preference for sixteen-year-old Elara; it’s a survival strategy. To the rest of the world, she is a girl defined by the sleek black noise-canceling headphones that never leave her ears. She has spent years perfecting the art of being "the girl who isn't there," filtering the world through a wall of white noise to keep her crippling anxiety at bay. The sanctuary of her isolation is shattered when a sudden change in her living situation forces her out of the shadows. No longer able to hide in the back of the room, Elara is thrust into high-stakes social circles and unpredictable new environments—crowded parties, intense group projects, and the suffocating intimacy of new "friendships." For someone who lives at a constant isolation , these aren't just social milestones; they are sensory assaults. As the the volume of her life cranks to a deafening level, the people around Elara begin to disappear.It starts with the "loud" ones—the girl whose laughter felt like glass shards in Elara’s ears, the boy whose constant tapping on his desk was a rhythmic torture. At first, the school assumes they are just runaways or victims of a local drifter. But as a pattern emerges, the mystery deepens: none of the victims were ever seen struggling. There were no screams. No signs of a fight. Just a sudden, perfect silence where a person used to be. As Elara is forced to navigate the complexities of being "seen" for the first time, she finds herself in a high-stakes game of cat and mouse with a world that won't stop screaming. The more she tries to fit in, the more the "static" in her head demands to be cleared.The local authorities are baffled by a killer who leaves no trace and seems to move like a ghost through the noisiest parts of town. But as the investigation narrows, the real mystery lies within Elara herself: Is she the one silencing the world to save her sanity, or is someone else using her fragile state as the perfect cover for a spree of crime. Elara must decide how far she is willing to go for a moment of peace. Because in her world, the only thing more dangerous than the noise is the person who knows how to turn it off.
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