𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐅𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘 - high&low the worst: x cross

TWENTY NINE

—[ t r u s t f u n d b a b y ]—
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{ i can't help be wrong
in the dark 'cause i'm overcome
in this war of hearts.
i can't help want oceans to part
'cause i'm overcome
in this war of hearts }
war of hearts; 02

c h a p t e r t w e n t y n i n e
「 w a r 」
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A man's pride is a cruel cruel thing. Probably the worst thing created in this wretched world. A man's pride ruins hearts, lives and even themselves. Pride is what started all the wars of the past and what continues to do so. A man's pride ruins cities, kills children, breaks hearts and hurts. It hurts. It's useless and unnecessary and stupid and childish. But because it's a man's pride, no one bats an eye. No matter the number of honour killings, wars started, or bullets fired, society will never bat an eye and simply turn the other way and close its doors in hopes it ends soon. Male pride and male rage was— is stupid. Men raise their voices when they aren't being obeyed.

Woman raise their voices when they aren't being listened to. The different is quite striking. A woman's rage, a girl's rage, it's generational, inherited. Girls get it from their mothers, and their mothers, and their mothers. It's like a curse that's constantly suppressed and just gets worse which each coming generation. It's horrible. It feels horrible. Knowing there will never be a time when this rage won't be looked down upon feels horrible. Why is it that woman must suppress their rage? Why is it that there is never a safe place to express that rage?

Maybe that's why Gigi had stuck to fighting and setting things on fire. Her actions spoke the rage she could never use words for. But maybe it was worse than just yelling since it did give her a bad name but at that point, she didn't care. The adrenaline and the warmth of the flames drowned out any criticism of her destructive habits. Besides why would she listen when her friends were the ones egging her on to continue because they found it fun too? Of course they'd stop her before things got too much but right now, no one was stopping anyone. Not while Kamasaka boys were throwing glass bottles at the from the balconies, not while the boys from Senomen were picking up heavy desks and throwing them down, not while they were being hit with metal pipes and bats wrapped in chains. Control didn't matter right now. "Gigi" Fujio called as he dodged a pipe heading for his head and punched the Kamasaka boy swinging it in the gut "Which way's the gym?"

Gigi picked up rock and threw it at one of the Senomen boys in the balconies, hitting him straight in the red. "Fastest is way is to go through the inside" she told him while grabbing a Kamasaka boy wearing a mask and kneeing him hard in the stomach

Just then the PA system rang. "Hello everyone! Welcome to Senomen Techincal, your friend is in the gym" Kōhei's shitty voice was unmistakable

"ANYONE WHO CAN GET TO THE GYM!"

They had really already planned out what to do and how this would work out. Even with Housen they would be outnumbered so Gigi had a plan for that.

—last night...

"look we're severely outnumbered no matter who we have an alliance with," Gigi said and pulled out a huge white piece of paper with a building outline on it "Senomen has home turf advantage and since Kamasaka is going to be fighting with them they have to coordinate and work together so they're ahead of us by a lot right now. Not to mention you guys don't know the way around Senomen"

"Does that mean we're gonna lose?" Jamuo asked warily

Gigi shrugged. "Well... Yeah"