CHAPTER 2: A Wish for Something Different

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This isn't gonna end well...

Kenji angrily eyes Tenko. I can tell he's just about ready to rip his limbs off.

Tenko: Kenjiiii~! Hey, pal, you look great! How ya doin'?

Tenko tries to sound confident, but I can tell he's afraid.

Kenji: Oh, I'm about to be doin' real good once I wipe that smile off your face, PUNK.

Tenko: Heyyy, come on, man, can we talk this out?... Like real men?...

Kenji: Enough talking.

He smacks Tenko in the face.

Tenko: AGH--!

Kenji: I'm done playing games.

Then he kicks his wheelchair, causing it to topple over and Tenko to fall to the ground. They kick his wheelchair away while Kenji lefts Tenko up, grabbing him by the collar and pinning him against the wall.

Tenko: A-Alright, you don't wanna play games? Then l-let's take a break! Let's go out, grab a beer, and sing karaoke 'till we pass o--

Kenji punches Tenko right in the stomach, causing him to let out a pained groan.

Tenko: HOOGH--!

Kenji: Still think you're funny, don'tcha? Ya little BRAT?!

Tenko: Uuuu... Well, my insides feel funny, so--

He kicks Tenko in the groin, making him groan in pain even louder this time, and drops him to the ground, leaving him unable to stand up and completely immobilized.

They start kicking him repeatedly while Tenko is totally defenseless and unable to even move.

Kenji: How do you like THAT, HUH, PUNK?!

That's when I felt myself lose it.

I stepped forward to confront them. I know what I'm getting myself into. I know the consequences.

But I don't care.

I'm done being scared. I'm done hiding away. I'm done ignoring this form of violence.

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...

...

I'm done being weak.

I stop in front of them, at the top of my lungs, I call out...

Hiro: HEY!

All attention falls on me. Kenji and his gang stop kicking Tenko and turn to me.

I huge crowd has already gathered around us, but I ignore them and focus my attention solely on my target.

Hiro: Back away from him!

Kenji scoffs.

Kenji: What're you gonna do about it?

I tighten my fists and put on the most serious look I can.

Hiro: I said... Back. AWAY. I won't ask a third time.

I say sternly, holding my ground and maintaining my gaze on him.

Kenji: Then what? Huh?

He approaches me, but I don't move an inch.

Kenji: You gonna ask your friend to stand up for you? Oh, right, he can't stand.

He says snarkily, which only amplifies my rage.

He moves closer to me and speaks in a lower, but more menacing voice.

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