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FUJISHIMA SATOSHI
↳ "Friendship isn't friendship unless the care between you is mutual." ↲
⌠ Fracture ▯ Midnight City ⌡
Fᴀᴄᴇ Cʟᴀɪᴍ ◇ Yata Misaki - K Project
Dɪᴀʟᴏɢᴜᴇ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ◇ #9D0A0F ▯ Tʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ◇ #F16522
↳ "Friendship isn't friendship unless the care between you is mutual." ↲
⌠ Fracture ▯ Midnight City ⌡
Fᴀᴄᴇ Cʟᴀɪᴍ ◇ Yata Misaki - K Project
Dɪᴀʟᴏɢᴜᴇ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ◇ #9D0A0F ▯ Tʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ◇ #F16522
Getting beaten up in a fight wasn't something either boy was used to, and saying they were taken by surprise would have been the understatement of the year. By now the scene had attracted the attention from several ground-floor classrooms as well as passersby, yet upon hearing the topic of conversation, no one had thought to intervene. Akatsuki and Ryou regained their footing and shot harsh glares at the 'victors', but showed no signs that they were going to fight back. After a minute or two they simply scoffed again and left, running right into Kokonoe and the Student Council.
"Natsuki-san, Hazuki-kun, if you don't mind I'd like to take over in reprimanding these two. Send me that evidence of yours when you get a chance. Thank you." And without another word, Akatsuki and Ryou were being dragged away by the members of the Student Council.
Meanwhile, Satoshi remained stuck in the supply closet, wheezing slightly and shivering from nerves. He'd tried banging on the door in an attempt to draw someone near, but that particular hallway was rarely used and he had no luck. Sou couldn't stop himself from panicking and had ended up shrinking as far into the corner and into himself as he could go, crying quietly and waiting for someone - anyone - to come along and let him out.
"Natsuki-san, Hazuki-kun, if you don't mind I'd like to take over in reprimanding these two. Send me that evidence of yours when you get a chance. Thank you." And without another word, Akatsuki and Ryou were being dragged away by the members of the Student Council.
Meanwhile, Satoshi remained stuck in the supply closet, wheezing slightly and shivering from nerves. He'd tried banging on the door in an attempt to draw someone near, but that particular hallway was rarely used and he had no luck. Sou couldn't stop himself from panicking and had ended up shrinking as far into the corner and into himself as he could go, crying quietly and waiting for someone - anyone - to come along and let him out.
Nah, its perfect~