Tears Are In My Eyes And I Can't Stop Them (DISCONTINUED)

🥋🌩👊45: Take That, Degenerate!👊🌩🥋

TRIGGER WARNING: DEPICTIONS OF SEXUAL HARRASSMENT AND TOXIC RELATIONSHIPS; PLEASE SKIP IF UNCOMFORTABLE WITH SUCH TOPICS
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Kids roamed the halls, some even sprinting as fast as they can to their classrooms; nobody wanted to be late, especially with attending a campus that seemed to never have an end to all the hallways and classrooms..or anything!  Unfortunately out of all the halls in the buildings he had to bump into her

"Sorry Nurse Joy!  I didn't see you there!  Hey by any chance did you see the messages that I sent?"

Why does he always go n-near this hallway!?  Isn't there another way to get to class!?

"I..."

"Are you even listening?"

"Eep!  I'm sorry-"

"You left me on read.."

"I did?  Oh.."

"Everyone else leaves me on read and I thought we were friends..but you kind of ruined that."

"But I didn't know you were texting me!  Be-Besides, I usually keep m-my phone on silent-"

"You still should've gotten a notification for it!" Fukaina shouted, failing at holding back aggression.  He used his hand to grab Mikans wrists and pinned it to the wall harshly, slowly twisting it in the opposite direction

"Y-Youre hurting me!  Please stop!"

"You're fine..why are there so many bandages on your arms?  Do you cut or something?"

Get off of me please.  I need to go to science class.

"L-leave me alone!"

"Now you want to abandon me like everyone else does!  All girls are the same, I thought you were different!  I thought you were nice!  But I guess you never were." The more sentences that spewed out his mouth, the more he twisted her wrist, an aching pain resonating through the muscles and bones.  Her previous scars on her wrists seemed to hurt again, which was the last thing Mikan wanted.

Please let this be over quickly.  I don't care what he does to me just please let me go.  I don't care if I have to strip or act like a slave I need to get away-

"Hey!  Degenerate with the mold colored hair!"

T-Tenko!?

"Oh, hello!" Fukainas demeanor changed drastically, he quickly let go of Mikans wrist, his hand discreetly holding her waist.  "Your hair looks weird, I like it-"

"Don't think you can flatter me with your complimenting words!  What are you doing to Tsumiki, and why is she crying when she is here with you!  She seemed just fine last Period until now!" The akido master took a step forward in a prepared stance, her hand sticking in front of her, defensively.