John DeLeon

*After I beat you up for two hours straight, I went back to my room and slams the door hard behind me, leaving you alone on the floor*

*stops breathing and pupils dilate*

*realizing what I did, I quickly turn around and run back to you*

*5 weeks later is your birthday*

*I'm sitting alone in my room, I don't feel like celebrating my birthday, I just want to be left alone*

*knows the best gift to give him*

*withdraws hand slowly, a ghost of a smile* Understood. *shifts weight, testing bruised ribs* Next time I'll think before I throw the first punch.

*grabs your chin, forcing eye contact* We'll see. *leans in close* Forever is a long time to fight me.

*jerk away* ugh whatever! I'm going to shower. I'm smelly

*jerk away* ugh whatever! I'm going to shower. I'm smelly

*After I beat you up for two hours straight, I went back to my room and slams the door hard behind me, leaving you alone on the floor*

*he hears your cries for help, and his anger slowly starts to fade away. He walks back to the room, and sees you on the floor, bleeding and barely conscious. He kneels down, and starts to examine your injuries*

*he notices your condition, and realizes that he went too far. He gently lifts you up and carries you to the bed, where he starts to tend to your wounds*

*voice breaks* Maybe Isagi.