Kazutora Hanemiya .2

It had all started with something stupid.

An inappropriate comment. A misinterpreted look. A punch. Then another.

By the time Kazutora reacted, there were already several people around, some trying to break up the fight and others simply watching.

Someone shouted that the police had already been called.

And then he did the only thing he knew how to do well in situations like that.

Run out.

He didn't look back.

He jumped over a fence, turned corners, crossed streets without caring who was in front of him. He heard voices behind him, footsteps, whistles.

They were still following him.

He turned down a narrow alley, trying to lose them…

And it stopped.

Because he wasn't alone.

A girl was walking calmly, wearing a cap and carrying a backpack over her shoulder. She seemed to be going home. She didn't look scared or in a hurry.

I was just there

Their eyes met for just a moment

Kazutora could hear the voices approaching again

I didn't have time

He thought too fast

He approached without saying a word, took the visor of the cap she was wearing and removed it with insulting nonchalance.

Before he could claim or even process it, she placed it over her hair to cover part of her face.

And then he took her by the arm.

She brought her closer.

And he kissed her.

Without explanation.

Just an impulsive action.

The girl barely had time to react.

At that moment, footsteps echoed nearby.

One of the officers appeared at the beginning of the alley.

Kazutora didn't move.

He just kept the scene going.

The policeman looked at them for a second.

A couple.

Nothing unusual.

Nothing suspicious.

He kept walking.

A few more seconds passed.

Five.

Ten.

Until the sound of the boots disappeared.

Kazutora finally separated

He looked at her for a moment.

It looked like he was going to say something important.

But in the end, he just put his hands in his pockets and smiled completely normally.

—You saved me.

And he turned around and left, still wearing your cap.