I saw Tsukasa falling as if in slow motion.
Amagai looked at me as soon as I shouted.
"What are you doing here?" He asked dismissively.
I clenched my fist and anger rose in me. The scene repeating itself in my head.
I looked at Amagai, his arrogant and rude eyes looking back at me. This was all his fault, Kyoshi, Nakagoshi, Tsukasa and even Ryo.
I let the feeling overwhelm me.
I move forward and land a punch and then another, without pause, on his face. He staggers on the railing and switches sides, with his hands on his face he lets out a scream.
"What do you think you're doing? You're crazy!"
"Completely!" I growled going at him again.
"You cretin!" Amagai shouted, planting his feet after I landed another punch, this time on the right side.
When I tried again he grabbed my wrist, getting so close that I could smell his cloying and probably expensive perfume. "If you think I'm going to get scared just because you're Suzaki's girlfriend, you're wrong!" Amagai spoke more quietly, as if spitting venom.
Murayama once told me: "If your opponent holds your arm for too long, or I don't know, your neck, it's probably because he's not the best fighter, so take your chance, be creative."
With the other hand I tried to free myself, completely clumsily, when it didn't work I landed another blow on his stomach and he let go of me, groaning in pain.
My hair was stuck in my mouth but I didn't have time to get it out of my face.
Amagai ran towards me and I wasn't scared, both of us holding each other's shoulders, pushing hard, staggering around the place.
I tripped over something on the floor, I don't know what it was but my foot got bent for a second. This made my hands let go of Amagai's shoulders, it left me vulnerable. When I tried to hit him again he pushed me.
I didn't feel the fall, but I felt my head hitting an iron shelf, I heard the noise as my body fell against the object.
My vision became blurred, it was as if there was a car alarm inside my brain beeping non-stop. I feel blood ran out of my nose.
I don't know how long it took before I regained all my senses, but when I came to, Tsukasa was trying to stop Amagai from hitting him with a tool.
I leaned on the shelf, my hand slipped, but I held on with effort, my head was throbbing unbearably.
But I manage to approach them both, limping. With all the strength I have left I push Amagai under the railing.
But I didn't notice that he was holding Tsukasa by his jacket.
The two fell together.
"Tsukasa!" I screamed once again, in complete despair.
After seconds I saw from above, Tsukasa was crawling, but Amagai was faster and put the tool on his neck.
Fujio appeared kicking Amagai, then he was thrown away from Tsukasa.
"Suzaki!!!"Amagai shouted.
And that's when I saw him, my heart accelerated a little, but not like before, not the same way I felt when I saw him in that little store, or when we were on a date , this time it was a confusing feeling.
Ryo immediately came to Amagai's defense.
"Fujio!" I shouted immediately, afraid that Fujio would be hit. Ryo got distracted.
His gaze met mine.
And as always, his eyes said much more than him, he was in a mixture of hurt and agitation, his face was bruised, dirty and stained with blood.
And I... I wanted my anger to be greater than my pity.
That's when Tsukasa punched him in the face and eye contact was broken.
Fujio helped Tsukasa to his feet.
With my head still a little out of place, I went down to the center of the gym
As I approached, a guy with Housen's blonde hair also came staggering in.
"Ah, only two left, I see." He said.
"Huh? Are you stupid?! I still have tons of soldiers!" Amagai shouted. His indignation was visible, even though he was hurt, he didn't give up.
Todoroki also joined us. We were all breathing heavily.
Then the sound of the door opening caught our attention.
A smile appeared on Amagai's face, it made me scared.
But his smile faded as soon as he realized who was walking through the door.
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