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[Official Theme Song: Empty by Letdown]
He joined the basketball team in his second year of middle school. He wasn't in any of their classes. None of them had ever run into him before. They had never h...
"Oh Kanata..." Momoi's hands flew to her mouth as her widened eyes took in the sight in front of her. The vice captain had a bruise covering practically half of his face, his neck had strangulation marks, and from what she could see of his wrists, the rest of his body must be horrid.
"Sorry about this," He offered her a tight smile.
"No, don't even say that," She shook her head, hurrying to the side. "Come in, I'll do my best to fix you up."
"Thanks Momoi," Kanata nodded to her, the gesture hurting but he wanted to be sure to show his appreciation properly. Soon enough, the two were seated in the living room--luckily Momoi's parents weren't home--and the treatment process began. "How much should I take off?" The brunette questioned, pulling his shirt over his head.
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"Um," Her mind was reeling with the new bruises that were revealed to her, so it took her a second to process and answer. "I...I'm going to say all of it minus underwear."
"Okay," He would usually have complained that it was too revealing, especially to a girl, but he trusted the manager so Kanata did as told and took all of his clothes off except for his underwear.
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It was even worse than Momoi had imagined. There were whip marks all along the boy's back, and she could see a bit of redness peeking out from the top of his briefs. There were bruises littering his legs and arms, almost as if this person was trying to make irreversible damage. I might just start crying, she gulped. But no, she had to stay calm for Kanata, since he was the one who was injured to such an extent.
She started by putting ointment on the wounds and several ice packs. And then she asked the question: "Can you tell me what happened?"
"Long or short version?" The brunette mused before grimacing slightly at the stinging sensation of the ice packs.
"Whatever you're comfortable with," She responded softly, moving so that she was sitting in front of him with her hands folded in her lap. Her pink eyes glittered with concern as they searched his face. "I would like to hear as much as you can tell me."
