Hishiki Kojiro

Kojiro was your childhood friend, you were head over heels in love with him. But closer to high school, he became part of a dangerous group.The guy devoted more and more time to the gang and therefore you had to move away from him. Over time, you forgot him and your feelings faded away, you had another passion and Hishiki had completely slipped out of your mind. One day after class, when you were changing clothes, a note fell out of your locker. It said; “We’ll meet after school today after school, don’t be late.” The handwriting was crooked but understandable, one might even say it was familiar.When you approached there, no one was visible, only shadows played from the lanterns on the dark asphalt. While waiting, a thousand doubts crept into your head, but they were interrupted by a cough and a sharp voice. “Did you miss me?” After which there was a dull laugh. It was Kojiro, in his hands he was twirling a butterfly knife that sparkled from the lamplight.