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The sakura blossoms drifted down Kirara Hoshi felt mostly bored as he walked off the graduation stand having this vague sense that something was off that he was feeling aside from casually seeing the weird little creatures skittering and crawling about. He was pretty sure he downed the pills that the doctors gave him so that he could stop seeing the things but they never worked to begin with.
As the ceremony ended he made off lost in his own thoughts and collided against a solid form. “Whoops I’d watch where you’re going next time” said a lanky man with stark white hair and a blindfold that looked like a stick bug.
‘Thought I hit something more substantially’ the younger much smaller man thought in his head.
Snapping his fingers as if he just remembered something important “You’re a student here right can you point me towards” pulling out a piece of paper that was folded up “Kirara Hoshi” the lanky man questioned.
“Uh that’s me” Kirara said confused as he brushed himself off.
The lanky man clapped his hands as if something exciting had just come up. “Awesome, come with me” the lanky man phrased as if Kirara had a choice when the lanky man grabbed Kirara by the scruff of his uniform (with his feet off the ground) and headed toward a black car.
Kirara tried to protest and yell, realizing quickly that no one seemed to notice or care that this was happening. “Don’t bother I put up a barrier around us” the lanky man said as if he’s been through this a million times, opening the door of the car and setting Kirara down on the car surprisingly gently.
“Where are you taking me” was all Kirara asked as he adjusted his position grumbling to himself quietly.
“Oh I forgot to introduce myself, I'm Satoru Gojo” the lanky man apparently named Satoru Gojo said “The Strongest”
Kirara responded “Cool still doesn’t answer my question. Where are we going?”
“Ijichi head to the next location” stated to the stressed out guy at the driver's seat as he sat at the passenger's seat that seemed too small even when the seat was pushed back. He then turned to Kirara as if they were close friends “So do you have any hobbies?”
On the other side of Tokyo a young man who was walking down the streets of Akihabara feeling really good about himself after winning the new pachinko machines getting stares due to his appearance. The young man had somewhat darker skin than everyone else around him, curly nappy hair that he braided into cornrows dyed bright purple. Wearing a red leather jacket with a collared shirt with various patterns and gray wool pants which at first glance look expensive however anyone with a keen eye for fashion could tell they were fake or off brand.
‘Wonder what I should do right now? Need to keep up this fever I got going’ the young man thought to himself ignoring the blatant stares he was getting from other people.
A loud shout from behind him erupted into the air “HEYYYYYYYY YOU”
Matching the energy “WHAT” the young man shouted turning back.
Having gotten his attention a mob of highschoolers who look like your average delinquents with stylized pompadours carrying bokkens and bats with cigarettes in some of their mouths. The one that shouted looked at the young man “You Kinji Hakari” the front man asked with a threatening look in his eyes.
‘Well I may have just found what I’m going to do’ Kinji Hakari thought to himself as he looked at the horde in front of him. “The one and only. What can I do you for” Kinji bellowed out voice full of confidence.
Various voices begin listing out the grievances they had against him “You slept with my girlfriend” “You cheated me out of 3,000 yen” “You said that the Hiroshima Carps would make it all the way the way” most of the grievances were somewhere along those lines complaining about either losing their money or women.
The leader smacks his bat on the floor silencing his goons “See it seems you’ve caused my boys some issues and I as boss of this little group have to deal with ya” the leader who looked as if he was older than the mob by at least 5 years said with a challenging and brutish smile on his face “Question is whether you wanna get your ass kicked in front of all these people or are ya gonna be left bleeding o-” Before he could finish that sentence Hakari had already punched his face forcing the leader to swallow his cigarette as he took off his jacket and shirt.
“WELL COME ON NOW MY FEVER JUST GOT REIGNITED SO DON’T DISAPPOINT ME” Hakari yelled out with a manic smile on his face as the mob started rushing him
A little bit further off the ever sugar tooth Gojo was getting ordering a hot chocolate cake dressed in 3 different flavors of chocolate with ice cream in middle.m
“You still didn’t answer my question, where are we going?” Kirara asked dejectedly trying his best not to look at the pastry in front of him.
“Oh werf ookin fore inji kari” Gojo said mouthful of the cake. “Ohhhhhhh the ice cream when combined with the heat of the cake is ammmazinggggg” Gojo practically moaned while eating the cake.
Kirara taking the chance to finally escape from this weirdo blended into the crowd trying to head home from Akihabara until he heard a commotion. ‘I should just ignore it. I want to get as far away from that creep’ is what he thought to himself. As he thought that to himself he found himself pushing toward the commotion almost as if possessed.
What he stumbled upon was a man with tan skin certainly darker than most people Kirara had met before this moment. The man wore an ecstatic grin on his face while battered and bruised surrounded by dozens of unconscious bodies. “MAN DON’T TELL ME YOU’RE DONE?” the man yelled while everyone that was surrounding him who wasn’t fighting nervous that he was gonna fight them.
Instead he started digging through the delinquents pockets and looking to see if any of them had any cigarettes he could steal. “Alright you guys were interesting I’ll give you that much” he muttered to himself as he found one lighting it up and walking away as he picked up his jacket and shirt from the ground.
“Oh hey you found him nice job kid” Gojo commented from behind Kirara the chocolate cake was gone and Kirara felt that their life was going to change.