From Trash to Class
« ☢ »—‣ Dejected countenance was half hidden by an inglorious mop of brightly dyed hair. Kazuichi sat alone on the edge of the fountain in sector four as he mulled over the recent events in his life. He couldn’t understand how he ended up in this mess or why he deserved the treatment he had received over a prank. He said it was a joke so why did Leon not understand? It’s not like he did anything wrong, right? Right. There’s no way.
But, Souda had done wrong. He had taken a holiday revenge prank far beyond any boundary that should have been in place. Emotions weren’t something to be played with or used in a teasing way. It was a fact he had been taught as a child, but had lost along the way. He needed a refresher course in manners, but how would he ever realize his mistakes? There was no one in the world that wanted to spend time with him in such a way. Leon was his only friend and now it seems that was over.
He needed a miracle.
“This fuckin’ blows,” he sighed as he buried his head in his hands.
