Unlucky Circumstances | Gundham & Nagito
It wasn’t every day that there was a loud noise that rose above the usual bustle of the city. Voices and hurried footsteps prevailed on most other days, people going to and fro for whatever reason. Today seemed to be an exception unfortunately. The noise itself was definitely something no one really wanted to hear in the middle of town.
It was loud squealing tires followed by the sound of a body crumpling onto the asphalt.
A small crowd had convened around the scene, though none of the onlookers hung around for long, having better places to be than congregated around the pale-haired victim. Gundham himself didn’t have any other places to be and felt some strange desire to check on the boy. He was a familiar face.
“Nagito. Are you alright?” he asked after confirming the victim. He couldn’t say he was surprised to find that Nagito had been hit by a car; he always did have some unfortunate things happen to him.