The scene started in a high school, where the gym doors suddenly got destroyed by a student flying in. Behind those destroyed doors, a black skinned boy with red hair
was standing in a black gakuran yelling:
"IS THAT ALL KAMIGURE HIGH CAN OFFER?!"
On the second scene, the rooftop of the building on the opposite of the gym, stood a white haired boy with four other guys behind him.
Boy 1: "Hey...Kazuya. You aren't participating in the tournament?"
Boy 2: "We might be freshmen, but I admit this Shinji seems to be the real dea-"
Before he could finish his sentence, he noticed that Kazuya, the white haired boy, was giving him a very dangerous look and got interrupted by him.
"To participate, you need an invitation. You only receive those if the seniors take you seriously."
His gaze fell on the broken gym door.
"This guy Shinji possesses a tremendous strength in his fists. He often takes out his opponents in one hit..."
Boy 2: "That sounds a lot like...!"
"Yes. Exactly."
As soon as he finished talking, he jumped off the rooftop and landed on the court. Sharp twenty meters away from Shinji.
"Harumichi Shinji. The one aspiring to become the head of the three kingdoms."
He started walking toward him. "You might as well try to become god!" he laughed.
Shinji slowly turned around, eyeing his opponent. "White hair huh? You must be Kazuya, the 'Young Angel'."
He let a smirk hush over his face.
"I don't really care about your nickname so I won't be asking much questions about your hair."
Starting to walk toward Kazuya, he slowly took up pace and ended up running.
"Only thing I know for sure is that I'm gonna break your bones like everyone who stands in my way!"
Kazuya didn't move an inch and waited until Shinji was close enough. He was just clenching his fist-
-but in the next seccond, he had already crushed Shinji's cheek, sending him into the ground making a shockwave so violent that all the windows of the school started vibrating.
The boys on the rooftop let out a sigh.
"It ended up like every single fight he ever had in middle school. One punch only."
They weren't surprised at all.
"Well after all "Angels" aren't known to be the strongest out of all the three kingdoms for fun."
Kazuya turned around, ready to jump back to his previous spot on the rooftop.
He was just about to jump when he heard a loud noise behind him. An aura so dangerous that his neck hair stood up, he immediately turned around and got ready to block any attack coming from that direction.
His eyes widened.
Did he loose his mind or was that really a human standing over there, acting like nothing ever happened?
"Seems like you caught me off-guard!" he said and cleaned his clothes and took a fight stance. "My bad."
Kazuya was speechless.
"I've never sensed this type of aura before..." he thought to himself. "Don't tell me he's a-"
*BOOM*
A white flash was the only thing everyone outside of the court could see.
A few moments after, when the view got a little clearer, they spotted Shinji and Kazuya clashing their fists with so much intensity around them that even the dust remained floating around them.
"JUST WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU?!" Kazuya yelled.
"Good question!" Shinji replied and pushed Kazuya back, sending him into a wall that had been meters away.
But Kazuya didn't waste time and was already back up, stomping into Shinji's stomach. Shinji gasped for breath. Taking his chance, Kazuya punched the back of his head and flammed Shinji into the ground. As soon as he hit the floor, Kazuya made a front flip, grabbing Shinji's legs in the process and started to swing him around, throwing him into the gates of the school.
Kazuya panted and wiped his mouth. But the fight wasn't over.
"What- what he fuck?!"
Shinji was already running back toward him.
*
They kept fighting for at least ten minutes, destroying a big part of the school, but did not even once get interrupted.
Fights like these were common in schools now. The furyo period of humanity had aspired everyone to become a bancho.
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Note:
Furyo: A delinquent.
Bancho: A boss of a school of delinquents.
------------Two hours later
Both boys were sitting in an office.
In front of them was a muscular tall man wearing formal clothes. He had a three days beard and looked around fifty years old. His face was filled with anger."WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU TWO THINKING? IT IS YOUR FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL AND YOU ALREADY DESTROYED FOURTY PERCENT OF IT?? I HOPE BOTH OF YOU ARE AWARE THAT BECAUSE OF YOU, STUDENTS WON'T BE ABLE TO....."
-and he kept talking. Minute after minute passed and he still wasn't done yelling. Shinji and Kazuya who were sitting in their chairs, covored in bandages and plasters weren't even paying attention to him. Annoyed and at the same time they said:
"Cut the crap old man. You're giving me the blues."
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Blues
حركة (أكشن)This story is about a kid named "Harumichi Shinji." A boy who doesn't know much about his future and lives day by day without worrying about tomorrow, until he meets a girl named Atsui.. [[Drawings by IG : @trashforbreakfast]]