the group of four boys stood around you, giving no way to escape.
sighing in frustration, you flicked your vision from each one to make sure they weren't making any moves.
"look, i haven't done anything, so just give me my skateboard back and i'll get out of your hair." you said, fed up with the situation.
but no one moved. the boy who had your skateboard grinned, speaking up from in front of you.
"nah, i think i'll keep it." fear was coursing through you, but you pushed it down and made your feelings of frustration front. they weren't planning on letting you go anytime soon, so you had to think quickly on how to go about this.
reaching forward in a flash, you grabbed for the skateboard but he pushed you away, sending you flying into the boy behind you.
he grabbed your shoulders, keeping you locked in place while the two on either side of you grabbed your arms, the one in front stepping forward threateningly.
in a matter of seconds, the boy landed a hard blow to your nose, making you grunt in pain. your eyes started to water, and the boys laughed at your reaction.
it hurt, a lot. but, seeing as no one else was there to protect you, you shook your head, trying to ignore the pain.
with your arms unable to use, you leaned back on the boy behind you, bringing both feet up and kicking the one in front of you with all the power you could muster up.
he stumbled backwards, bending forward in discomfort.
with him a good distance away, you wriggled out of the three boys' grasp, easier than before as they were shocked at your ease of getting their friend away.
wiping your nose from the blood that was seeping from it, you ran back a few feet.
they all stood before you, and you pulled your arms up near your jaw, placing your feet a shoulders width apart to stay balanced.
taking a deep breath, you tried to remember everything Itsuki had taught you years back about fighting.
'if you're on the defensive side, just wait until they come at you.' his voice rang through your head, and you wracked your brain for more information.
'use their momentum against them; grab their arm and throw them behind you.' at that moment, one of the boys rushed towards you, with his fist raised.
bracing for the impact, you waited until the last second and grabbed his closed hand, briskly moving out of the way, using his momentum and your push to send him flying backwards.
he fell to the ground, getting up quickly, more angered this time by your block.
now with one boy behind you and two in front, you were surrounded once again.
two came rushing at you from either side, and you waited once again until the last second. ducking out of the way, they ran straight into each other, not able to stop their punches landing on the other as their momentum was too high to stop.
at the moment of impact, they were dazed, and you shoved them to the ground. one of them hit their head, rendering him unconscious.
'just two more,' you thought, stepping back and watching the one boy start to rise up from the ground. the other, unharmed one, was standing back and watching, waiting for his time to charge at you.
the boy finally got up from the hard concrete, and anger was evident on his face.
wordlessly, he ran towards you, his fist raised. you stood still in your spot, your fists guarding your face and balled up, ready to fight him.
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Nyctophilia (Baji x Reader)
Storie d'amoreNyctophilia (n.) love of darkness or night. finding relaxation or comfort in the darkness. ⚠️i do not own any of the Tokyo Revengers characters⚠️ ⚠️no art/pictures in this story are mine⚠️ warning mentions of smoking, use of marijuana, cursing, blo...