The first days of the killing game, you and Mondo actually got along. You two had started talking since Taka paired you up to explore the building, but the tension inside the academy kept building until. One day it finally snapped.

The argument started in the hallway. Voices raised, insults thrown back and forth while the other students watched. Makoto tried to step in and calm things down, but it only made things worse, but then you slapped him.

The sharp sound echoed through the hall before you turned and stormed off to your dorm, leaving Mondo standing there in stunned silence.

The next day, neither of you spoke, and by evening, the frustration still hadn’t faded, so around 7 PM you headed to the gym to blow off some steam.

When you stepped inside, you froze.

Mondo was already there shirtless, sweat dripping down his skin as he slammed his fists into a punching bag again and again, the heavy thuds echoing through the room.

— “Shit!”