God, you hated being in this killing game… it was awful, seeing so many of your friends die… at least there was Hajime. He was always there to defend you when you were falsely accused. You were really thankful for him and tried to help him in any way possible… he’d gotten hurt on accident, and since Mikan was gone, you had to help him out. You were currently bandaging up his arm.

“Ghh…-“