The 'Unwholesome' Hall Monitor!

Shocking Discovery

TW: Bullying + A person having no clue what a character is like
Point of view: Mondo Owada

I was stood there, an unconscious Taka in my arms. I was extremely confused, what happened to Taka and who done this..? I looked around before looking at his adorable face. It was bruised. It looked like he had broken nose: it made me sick to see. I don't know why I cared about this guy so much... but it makes me sad seeing him in this state. Lifting his limp body off the ground fully, princess-carrying style, and ran to Mikan.

Nearly breaking the door off its hinges, I threw Ishimaru gently on the bed, and looked around for Mikan, sighing when I couldn't see her. I sat next to Taka, looking at his face. I never noticed how delicate his features were, his cherry, burning eyes alongside his high cheekbones and adorable blush... but all of this was covered and tainted with bruises. It made me sick not knowing who did this. I stood up, again, but felt two arms wrap around my leg slightly: heat radiating off of them. I knew it was Taka obviously, but I couldn't help but feel shocked. He was never open like this when he was with me so this felt odd.

After a couple of hours, Mikan finally came back, her hair soaked and her face looking bloody

"Fucking hell what happened to ya?!"

"I-I apologise for making you wait... I-if you want, I-I can offer you something for your p-patience." She offered in a shaky voice, the strap of her apron falling down

"Ya' don't have to do that... can ya just help Taka." I replied, pointing to the hall monitor that was desperately clinging to my leg

"A-alright." Mikan nervously smiled, rushing to help Taka.

Through tough turns and careful threading, Mikan had helped Taka to the best of her abilities, making sure anywhere bleeding was stopped by a bandaid.

"H-here's your boyfriend back!"

"He's not my boyfriend."

"O-oh. T-then why did you wait here with him..?"

"Because..." and in that moment I was stumped, tapping my feet on the ground, feeling rage build up before

Smash!

I slammed my hand into the curtain next to me, pissed off I couldn't think of... ANYTHING!

I heard a squeal next to me, as the girl with terrible cut hair was hidden beside the bed Taka lay in. Groaning, sitting on the chair I was previously, I just signed. "Sorry..."

"I-it's ok Mondo-Kun... j-just please don't destroy my workspace..." she smiled anxiously, holding her hands in a bridge like manner

"'better leave then." I begrudgingly said, getting up to leave "again, sorry for the mess."

"M-Mondo-Kun..!"

Tap tap tap. That was the sound of my boots against the floor. I never had time to think of stuff like this so the sound seemed to bounce off walls. Thinking, thinking. Did I like Kiyotaka? No it couldn't be...

I stepped out of school, walking over to my biker, the onyx engine glimmering in the sun. Revving the engine, swaying to and fro, I headed to the gang hideout, making sure not to crash my motorcycle against the pile of other motorcycles, could they be a little more careful these are EXPENSIVE!