You felt your heart skip a beat at the intensity of his gaze, the unspoken words hanging between you like a promise of something more.
But just as the moment threatened to linger, a stray potato came hurtling through the air, smashing square into Mi...
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The atmosphere was tense, and everyone was on edge as they watched the exchange between Mikey and you.
Suddenly, Mikey exclaimed with a fierce determination, "Fight me," which left everyone taken aback and staring at him in disbelief, as if they had never heard him say, "I would never hit a girl."
You were caught off guard by his sudden challenge and knew that accepting it would mean revealing your true identity to everyone, which was a risk you couldn't afford to take.
"What? No freaking way!"
You sure want to fight the invincible, most known, and strongest person in the delinquent's world, but not with your identity exposed, trying to make him see reason.
Mikey, however, was not willing to back down. He interrupted you and said, "You gotta fight me or else..." but stopped halfway when you took off your jacket and flipped it over, revealing a glimpse of your fighting spirit. Feeling defeated, you knew that your identity was exposed, and you wanted to make sure that it should stay between the Tokyo Manji Gang.
as you stood your ground, a sudden breeze hit both of your faces making your and Mikey's hair wave in the air making it seem like a movie scene, Do not notice Mikey's red ears
" Nature's dramatic" you spoke with a slight smirk on your face as everyone's focus was now on you both as Emma slowly backed to where Draken was standing. you both were staring into each other's eyes.
"weren't we gonna fight?" you asked
The atmosphere was tense as he suddenly spoke up, "I don't hit girls." His words were accompanied by dramatic background music, which made everything else seem silent. You were taken aback and couldn't help but exclaim, "What the hell?!" in a deadpan voice.
As Mikey finished his sentence, "Unless you hit me," your heart started racing with excitement. You couldn't resist the temptation to show off your martial arts skills. Without a second thought, you sprang into action, darting towards him with lightning speed, like a jaguar chasing its prey.
As you got closer, you pretended to throw a punch at him, making him flinch, but at the last moment, you used his shoulder as a springboard to launch yourself high into the air. You landed gracefully behind him, ready to strike again.
With lightning-fast reflexes, you performed a roundhouse kick, aimed at Mikey's head. However, he was equally quick to react, bending down and turning to do a kick of his own.
Your legs clashed in mid-air, and you both landed on the ground, ready for the next move.
You charged forward with remarkable agility, your long, black hair flowing behind you like a stream of silk dancing in the breeze. You struck with incredible precision, unleashing a powerful backward kick that sent a gust of air rushing past your face.
