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Just as she was about to take him into her mouth,
Kagami heard a crack. It was the kind of sound that is
made when wood in the shape of a baseball bat makes
contact with a human head with great and deliberate
force. Her left arm was suddenly released. Another
crack, and her other arm was free. Two more, and her
hair was loose and the horrid stench that was right
under her nose was gone.
It all happened so quickly that she did not even
understand that she was being saved until she saw her
abusers lying unconscious around her. She looked up at
her savior and saw a familiar face. His eyes were wide
and angry, and he was holding a slightly bloody
wooden bat, but at that very moment, he was the most
beautiful young man she had ever seen.
"You seem to be having a pretty bad week," he said.
Kagami just looked up at him dumbly. There was
something she wanted to do but for the life of her could
not figure out what.
"Are you alright?" he asked, as he helped her up.
Again, she said nothing, but remembered what it is she
needed to do. She reached into her pocket and, without
a word, held his handkerchief out to him.
He took it with a smile, "C'mon, let's get you cleaned up."
She let him walk her across the courtyard to the outside
wash stations that were by the tracks. Kagami cleaned
the dirt off of her knees and uniform as best she could
and continued to look at him silently. He wet down the
handkerchief and used it to wipe her face and dry her
tears. Afterwards, he led her back into her building, to
her classroom, and left her standing at the door. Not
sure what to say, he took out a scrap piece of paper
and scribbled something on it, and handed it to her.
"Here, if you need any help again just call," he said.
In the end, Kagami forgot to thank him, was late to class,
and was still stuck with that damn handkerchief.