Moral Compass

by Pixel Petal

The battle between light and dark is a constant one, balance tipping in favor of one or the other since time began. It is easy to commit to physical combat, but the worst of struggles are those from within. Feelings can change in the blink of an eye. {Multiple perspectives}{Reader-Insert}{Ventus/Reader, hints of Reader/Vanitas here and there}

8. Pride

"I thought you'd have better stance by now, seeing that your aren't really a rookie anymore."

You grumbled incoherently at the boy lounging on your bed, kicking aside your shoes.

"Well, Mr. High'nMighty I thought you'd have something better to do than-"

You looked up, shocked to find an unmasked face grinning mischievously at you.

"-harass young girls."

He rolled his amber eyes. "Don't flatter yourself. I just come here to feel better about myself."

Heat rushed up your neck and gathered in your cheeks.

"Conceited bastard!"