Kanji knew that Eli was fiery, that she was violent and impatient. He should have seen the punch coming, but he didn't think she would have the gall to do that after dumping him just like that. Add insult to injury, why don't you?
The fist landed against Kanji's nose as he turned his head in an instinctive attempt at protecting himself. There was a crack as he felt the sensitive parts of his nose damaged, and blood came rushing out, dripping down his face and staining the top of his clean white shirt.
"You know," he said quietly, his voice gradually rising in volume with each word, "You're a stupid little bitch."
He wanted to wreck her after that, after how she used him and how she violently assaulted him right here in public. He would have too, if this had taken place before the murders in Inaba. But he thought of Yu-Senpai and Naoto. What had they taught him? He could be the better person.
What was being a man? Did it mean acting tough and stereotypically masculine? Maybe. But... maybe Kanji should be a person first. A good person. He didn't have to put up with this bullshit. Sure, his inner rage wanted to break every bone in her ugly, weirdly-tattooed body for hurting him not just now, but for these past few months. For making him believe that someone actually cared for him like that. But... that wasn't even her fault. It was his own fault for being too blind to see.
"I'm too damned good for you, that's what. You're a frickin' loser who needs to constantly be so tough. Yeah well, that ain't what 'toughness' really is. It's more than bein' strong and having weird snake skin. And if you had any semblance of a heart, maybe you'd realize that, Eli."
Where did this speech even come from? It wasn't even fully directed at Eli. It was directed at himself, since seeing Eli was almost like looking in a mirror at how he once was. He knew so little about her, but he knew that she was constantly trying to prove herself to be manly and tough. Just like he was.
Kanji knew what his issues were, and while he acknowledged them, that was only half the battle. He had to conquer them. And maybe by conquering Eli, the shadow of his past self with his penis, it would help him grow.
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The fist landed against Kanji's nose as he turned his head in an instinctive attempt at protecting himself. There was a crack as he felt the sensitive parts of his nose damaged, and blood came rushing out, dripping down his face and staining the top of his clean white shirt.
"You know," he said quietly, his voice gradually rising in volume with each word, "You're a stupid little bitch."
He wanted to wreck her after that, after how she used him and how she violently assaulted him right here in public. He would have too, if this had taken place before the murders in Inaba. But he thought of Yu-Senpai and Naoto. What had they taught him? He could be the better person.
What was being a man? Did it mean acting tough and stereotypically masculine? Maybe. But... maybe Kanji should be a person first. A good person. He didn't have to put up with this bullshit. Sure, his inner rage wanted to break every bone in her ugly, weirdly-tattooed body for hurting him not just now, but for these past few months. For making him believe that someone actually cared for him like that. But... that wasn't even her fault. It was his own fault for being too blind to see.
"I'm too damned good for you, that's what. You're a frickin' loser who needs to constantly be so tough. Yeah well, that ain't what 'toughness' really is. It's more than bein' strong and having weird snake skin. And if you had any semblance of a heart, maybe you'd realize that, Eli."
Where did this speech even come from? It wasn't even fully directed at Eli. It was directed at himself, since seeing Eli was almost like looking in a mirror at how he once was. He knew so little about her, but he knew that she was constantly trying to prove herself to be manly and tough. Just like he was.
Kanji knew what his issues were, and while he acknowledged them, that was only half the battle. He had to conquer them. And maybe by conquering Eli, the shadow of his past self
with his penis, it would help him grow."So you know what? Fuck you."