𝗯𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗺𝗮𝗺𝗯𝗮 || 𝗸𝗮𝘇𝘂𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗮 𝘅 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿

𝟘𝟙 || 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕥

"Y/N!"

A deep voice called out to me. I lifted my head up from the desk, noticing I had fallen asleep, again. I rubbed my eyes under the glasses in annoyance before opening them and seeing a familiar face in front of me.

"Stop sleeping in class."

Akira rested his arms on my desk. I looked at his green eyes, followed by a scar on his left eye.

"We're on a break, Akira."

I yawned, glancing at a window.

"I told you, we should've stayed home today."

Akira rolled his eyes.

"Explain that to my parents, then."

I replied, fixing my hair.

"What did your mom say when she saw the scar?"

I looked at his scar.

"She assumed I got into a fight."

He scratched the back of his head sighing.

"Looks like she assumed correctly."

I gave him a sly smirk.

"I told her I fell off the bike."

He shrugged and I chuckled.

"Thats not even believeable."

Just seconds later, we heard a loud thud and our attention was brought to the door. There stood four guys, who I assumed were way older than us. They made their way towards the middle of the class before speaking up.

"Which one of you is Suzuki Akira?!"

The biggest guy of them spoke up and I made eye contact with Akira.
Akira stood up and made his way towards the guys.

"Are you Suzuki Akira?"

He shot a glare in his direction.

"Last time I checked, yeah."

I snorted at a lame joke he made.

"Where is your leader?"

He shrugged but quickly earned a punch in the face. That made the whole class run outside.

"I won't ask three times. where is your leader?"

The guy leaned down to Akira's height.

"I don't know."

Another punch went by.

"No one knows where he is."

"Oh really? Not even you, the vice leader?"

He sarcastically replied and grabbed Akira by the collar.

"Tell your dear leader to meet us in front of the subway, today, at 10pm."

He gave Akira one final punch in the stomach before leaving the class.

I got up from my seat and walked over to Akira, giving him tissues.

"Y/N, these guys are high schoolers, maybe even older. It's better if we dont mess with them."

He wiped the blood from his face.

"How can we decline such an invitation?"

I sarcastically replied, patting his back.

"Be ready at 9:30."

"Y/N!"

"What?"

I turned around.

"We already have a conflict with Toman."

He sighed.

"The more, the better!"

I gave him a smile.

"Make sure to contact the first division!"

I said, leaning at the door.

"Will they even be enough?"

Akira walked back to his desk.

"More than enough."

I said before walking out of the class.

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I took a peak at my phone, 9:37. I have been waiting outside of Akira's house for 15 minutes now, but no one came out. The lights were on, so he was home 100%.

I sighed and turned around, ready to leave when I heard a voice calling me.

"Y/N!"

I saw Akira, sneaking out from the window.

"I have been waiting for 15 minutes."

I rolled my eyes.

"Sorry, I had to sneak out so my mom wouldn't notice."

He shrugged and we quietly left.

"Grounded again?"

I laughed and he sighed.

"She noticed I got beat up again."

He scratched the back of his head.

"If it's gonna help you feel better, I had to sneak out as well."

I shrugged.

"Idiot, put the mask on."

Akira put up my mask which was at the bottom of my chin. I stopped for a moment to put my hair up in a ponytail.

"Is the first division coming?"

I asked as we hopped on our motorcycles.

"They're waiting for us near the subway."

He replied.

"Don't you think we should've called the second division as well?"

"Don't bother, I doubt those guys have more than 100 people in their gang."

"So, you think 40 first division members, plus the two of us, are going to win against 100 members?!"

Akira yelled out and started slowing down.

"Stop being so fucking paranoid, we won before with even less members."

I sped up, leaving him behind.

"Besides, I'm fighting today as well."

I turned around to face him.

"That's new."

He kept up with me.

"You dont usually fight, what motivated you today?"

We exchanged eye contact for a few seconds.

"They hurt somebody important to me."