Hair...Your beautiful hair...It lay cut off on the floor.

Inosuke stood in the doorway of the classroom and looked at you sitting on the floor, holding your head and crying, while a couple of girls stood above you and laughed, one of them had scissors in her hands with which she cut off your beautiful long hair that you loved so much. They cut your hair down to your neck, while your old hair length reached your hips. Your pride was cut off with these vile scissors... Inosuke was burning with anger. He also really liked your long hair, and he especially liked how proud you were of your hair, and now, looking at the cut off hair, Inosuke was ready to attack your offenders with his fists, his blood was boiling so much with anger. Seeing your tears was unbearable.

"HEY! YOU ALL! WHAT ARE YOU ALL DOING?!" Inosuke shouted, clenching his fists until his own bones crunched.