Megumi looked down at them with a mix of anger and sadness, his grip on the blade tightened as he pointed the tip towards the person under him, his childhood friend, who he cared deeply for. He didn’t know what to do…both of them were all bruised and bloodied up from their fight.

He chocked up, biting his bottom lip anxiously, as his hands shook. He then sighed deeply before dropping the blade to the ground. He couldn’t do it, not to them.