DAY TWO ; 2:50 P.M.
ByakuyaTogami
there the other was, right in front of him. right in front, just having finished shooting and reading himself to reload the gun he had. but he – ByakuyaTogami – had a gun too. and he – ByakuyaTogami – was out of sight. out of sight out of mind.
someone as important as him shouldn't be out of mind no matter what. it was injustice. the other should be searching for him, afraid and in pain. he – ByakuyaTogami - thought that he'd shot the other in the shoulder but apparently not, he'd missed or imagined it or something, but something had to have slowed him down so he didn't really know. but he did know that he could kill the other no matter what because…
because he was…
he was going to kill him. it was simple. simple question simple answer point pull the trigger win. winning was the most important thing in life. had always been the most important thing in life. he could hear his heart pounding and was suddenly afraid that the other could hear his heart pounding too.
but the other hadn't turned around, hadn't even looked at his hiding place apart from a glance. and that angered him, because he was important and he should always be on everybody's mind and he was going to win.
he propped his elbow on his hand and steadied it. he was the bullet, coming from something sleek and black and deadly, and when he pulled the trigger he went shooting toward the other, and somehow the other didn't hear him, didn't hear the sound of his home firing him away, and he punched through the other's back, at the side.
"ByakuyaTogami."
3 STUDENTS REMAINING
so I'll see you next time