Third person's POV
• May 4, 2000
"You guys are no fun at all." Said by a certain boy. His black hair swayed with the cold wind the dark night gives. His golden eyes shows his ruthlessness as he beat the person in front of him while his left hand gripping to its shirts collar. Blood splashes through his cheek as each punch he gave hit the boys face. He was beating him without the thoughts that he might kill him and become a murderer later on.
"Pl-please s-stop." the person in front of him pleaded, finding himself hard to breathe because of the beats he received.
"And why would I?" He narrowed his eyes and gave him a smirk.
No one from the group that the pity boy could stand anymore, because all of them were now lying on the ground. Full of bruises throughout their whole body, coughing blood and faces are swelling from the pain. They couldn't even move a muscle and practically some of them were already unconscious. As he was about to land another punch to his face, someone stopped him by holding him tightly on his right arm.
"What do you think you're doing?" An irked appeared on his feature as he deadly glared at the one who stopped him.
"Obviously...... stopping you."
"Do you wish to die?" He furrowed his eyebrows as he huffs in annoyance.
"No, of course. But you should stop. He can't even move anymore nor can speak a word." A person who was hiding their face by their sleeveless black hoodie said with a cold and low voice.
"Why do I have to listen to you huh?" He asked, irritated by the sudden action of the stranger who is standing right on his side.
"If you ever kill him, you'll regret it." He couldn't see its face because of the darkness the alley gives and also because its already midnight.
'What a pesky kid.' He thinks to himself that the person in front of him is a boy by the fact that he had the guts to stop a deadly fight, and because of the cold voice that the latter gives. "Tch." He curse under his breathe then decided to release his hard grip on the boy's collar, before he stand up and put his hands inside of his pocket.
He looked down at him because of its height smaller than his and glared at him for a moment. "Then....." the person with the black hoodie glanced at him, eyes widened when he was about to meet his punch, but made it in time to swiftly dodge it. He then take a step back away from him. "...be my oponent instead ♡." He continued, then a wide smirk tugged on his lips.
'What a great reflexes he has, now it's getting more interesting, Lucky~'
"How stupid. Do you really badly want to play?" The boy asks in a cold voice. You can notice that he is irritated, but the latter only gives him a lopsided grin. He tilted his head to his side and clenched his hand into a fist then started to strike him with another punch. He defended his first punch with his arm and just dodge the others. Space between the two boys was heating up, totally ignoring the stares they're getting from the group of boys who's already beat to a pulp.
"Oi oi, are you serious?" His eyebrow knitted in irritation.
"Huh?" The boy asked in a deadpan tone.
"You're not even trying to fight back, all you do is dodge all of my attack."
The boy faint chuckles because of what he heard before giving a response. "Well that is because I didn't say anything like fighting you in the first place." When he hears the response that the young boy gave, he just stand on his position staring at the boy with his face doesn't give any expression at all. Until minutes had passed...
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