"aa, but you know, dan—chou—"
CUT. IT. OUT. he mentally chastises himself for not stopping
when he was supposed to — for taking the "joke" a little too
far again. but hora, hora — you see, it's not really a "joke"
this time, now is it? just because someone is LAUGHING
doesn't make it a joke. isn't that right, dan—chou?
maybe it's selfish to take advantage of her like this — he knows
it is. to watch the precious fearless 'leader' eye him with not
only suspicion but fear as well. fear of what he is. fear of why
he's 'acting up.' ahaha.. but really, there isn't a change is there?
this is him still, isn't it? it's just the side of him he doesn't show.
it is selfish. but danchou has to remember — he IS selfish
after all. this is who i am. sorry for the disappointment, tsubomi.
the smile of a sadist lingers — she doesn't deserve this at all, &
yet he can't help but stretch the grin upon catching sight of her
clenched fists. just punch me already. get it over with. shut me
up before i say something i don't mean. don't just STAND there.
do something, danchou. ˆdo something. STOP ME ALREADY.
aah, aah — he really IS disgusting, isn't he..~?
a disgusting, disgusting sadist. or a self-serving masochist.
( or maybe he's just both. ahaha, 'the worst of both worlds.' )
but then again, there really is only so much a man can take, no?
he throws his both hands into his pockets, fidgeting with the fabric
in a nonchalant manner. JUST HIT ME ALREADY, IT'S A CLEAR
SHOT. & the crooked smile only widens. he's bracing for impact.
the type of girl that i REALLY hate —" shut up. shut up, shut up, JUST
SHUT UP. "— is the type that thinks it's 'cute' to hurt other people. do
you want to know what i think? i think that if a girl is sensitive and selfish
enough to hurt others instead of realizing her own flaws, then that girl is
anything but cute. someone who constantly puts others down like that–
that's not what a true LEADER is, now is it?" stop it. "you know what,
dan-chou?" he enunciates each syllable, almost spitting the word out as
if it were poison. he can never tell how he says it though. the smile is still
there, and the anticipation is KILLING him. aa, if only he had stopped
sooner — if only, if only..~ but he can't stop now; this is the real him.
she has to understand that this is REALLY who he is & how disgusting
his 'real' self can be. she has to know. & so, with a blind-eye to common
sense, he will continue ;
"personally, i think that THAT's the worst type of person there is."
that's a lie. you know it's a lie.
didn't you know? the WORST type of person there is
is the person standing right in front of her, grinning like
an idiot, about to get his lights punched out for being so
inconsiderate to her feelings. the WORST type of person
there is is himself.
i d i o t . i told you to cut it out.
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