A Lesson.
Inspired by some fic I read.
---
Sync gasped sharply from his back abruptly striking the wall of the showers. A yelp of pain escaped his lips as Asch lifted his head up by his green hair. The replica cringed trying to back away from the furious man.
"So you like looking at me in the showers, replica?" Asch bit harshly at the last word of his statement making his enmity full known.
A whimper was the only reply given.
"I believe you need a lesson in learning your place, dreck." Asch's expression remained ruthless while smashing Sync's face into the metal shower knob over and over.