Jacket... a name not many people knew, but those who did feared it, though he's the last one to brag, he actually doesn't speak at all, with the assistance of his tape recorder he can speak his mind, his triumphs in Miami and D.C immortalized his na...
Y/N sat on the ledge, looking out across the campus, a lit cigarette in his mouth.
Y/N: Can't ever rely on you damn voices...
Y/N stood up and hopped down onto the roof, pulled out a picture and looked down at it.
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A commemorative picture taken by Sydney, 'The Anarchist' they called her, Hoxton, 'The Crook' and Dallas, 'The Crew Chief'.
She took that after cracking open some trucks hauling safe's in L.A. awhile ago.
Now they're gone, off doing their own things, and he'll most likely never see any of them again.
He leaned over the ledge and rest on his arms while looking down on the photo.
Unconsciously, he started crying, they weren't just a band off crooks and lunatics cast off from society, they were friends, the people who would come back for you no matter how rough things looked.
More important than any score, any job, anything, and now they're gone.
???: Hey, Y/N.
Hajime walked out next to him, a rubber mantis mask in hand with blood on his clothes.
Y/N wiped away his tears and tried to stuff the photo into his pocket, he let go too soon and dropped it, it flew upwards and off the ledge.
Hajime jumped for it and grabbed it out of the air, but lost his footing and fell, Y/N grabbed his leg and hoisted him back up.
The two fell onto the roof, panting, Hajime started laughing as he sat up.
Hajime: That was close.
Y/N: Why the hell did you do that?
Hajime: With what we do almost daily, it's hard to feel like a normal kid, like we're losing ourselves.
Hajime held up the photo and looked at it, a slight smile on his face.
Hajime: These people made you happy, you love them, and that's not wrong, you're only human.
Hajime handed him the photo, patted his shoulder and sat down next to him.
Hajime: Now tell me about these clowns.
Y/N: I- Yeah, Alright, see that one with the big red nose and lip? That's-
The two spent a long time talking about their past, futures and what they've been up to.
"So you don't have to actually do work in your class?"
Hajime: Nope, just as long as we keep improving our talents we'll be fine.
Man, I wish I was in the 77th class, but here I am, actually studying in the library, at least Hajime's good company, and his girlfriend too, even if she's been totally silent this whole time.
