A good old friend

I run over to them and stand in front of Hika, I put up my arms trying protect us from incoming punches.

"Look at this kid, trying to save his friend and be Heroic! Go to your mommy and daddy piece of shit!" I see a fist coming towards my face, not being able to react fast enough, I get hit in the face, I feel my cheek burning, my blood rushing and my head spinning. I try to stand my ground and protect Hika. I receive a couple of punches and land a few blows, "I got this, I just have to protect Hi-" I get a punch in my face and a leg in my side, feeling dizzy, I can barely stand.

"Idiot! What're you doing!? Go away." Hika tries to stand up, he gets on his feet and pushes me out of the way and says towards the group of guys, "This is between me and you guys, don't drag him in."

"Awh! Look at these two lovers acting all lovey dovey for each other." He punches Him over and over, blood coming out of his nose, scratches and bruises all over his face and arms.

"Roro, run. I SAID RUN GODDAMMIT." He puts his hands up and tries to fight back, his eyes look full of sorrow and despair.

I start trembling, tears drifting down my cheeks, barely being able to stand I try to run. I run, run as fast as I ever did. My body heating up, my lungs out of air, my head spinning, my mind racing with thoughts, "What am I suppose to do? Where am I suppose to go?" first thing that comes to mind is to wait at the classroom, "Wait, I saw his backpack in the classroom. So, let's wait there, I guess.…"

Around 30 minutes later

I wait patiently in the classroom, not knowing what to do; scenarios and thoughts pop up in my head, "What if he's going to die? What if they're using him? What if he gets into a coma?"

The classroom door opens and I see Hika walk in, he looks pale and all covered in bruises, scratches and blood on his face and arms, "Hika! Wha-"

He covers my mouth and looks at the white tile floor with tears drifting down his cheeks to his chin, he hesitantly glances over my way and says, "I'm sorry, I don't want to talk about it."

"A-Alright.. I understand, Uhm. Want to go for food?" I say with a gentle yet forced smile after I pull his hand down from my mouth.

"Y-yeah. Let's go!" He wipes his tears off and gives me a warm smile.

We grab our bags and head out, "Shall we take the usual, Rozale?" He says as he runs in front of me with a big warm smile on his face.

"Yeah!" we head towards the pink food stall with outdoor seating that sells syrup waffles and smoothies, "I hope he'll be alright..." I say to myself whilst my body trembles from the fight and the shock.