#arcofpride

“Why did I have to volunteer for this? Couldn’t someone else?”

Sayaka sighs loudly as she keeps the box steady in her arms, legs wobbling a bit as she tries to keep herself from falling over. The heavy objects in the box rattling against each other as she carefully climbs up the stairs.

It was unfortunate that she had to be the last one to leave the classroom and caught the teacher’s eye...Now she had to lug all the equipment from their lesson back upstairs.

Alone.

She paused, exhaling loudly as she peers around the box to see she’s almost at the top. “Okay Sayaka...Push yourself and then you’ll get there!” she tells herself before taking the last steps up in a hurried pace, only to yelp as she feels herself collide into someone.

Nishi will be the first to admit, he went too far on this one. Unfortunately for everyone involved, he’s never been known for feeling bad for strangers. 

“That’s strange, Shido-San. I recall sending emails, not showing you a mirror.”

“....Hello, Shido.”

Aketchi stared down blankly at the man, his gloved hands balled into fists and his jaw clenched. This is the man that ruined his life; the man he had focused  his whole life on exacting revenge upon. 

Shido looked so different with that pompous expression wiped off his face...Though, Goro didn’t feel satisfied.

Maybe it was because he himself didn't do it?  He did...’die’...for awhile..He can’t remember much; he had vague memory of the  color blue for some reason and he woke up in the middle of Shibuya....

Seeing the man made the brunette's gut sink slightly...Will this be him soon..?

He pushed that thought aside.

Get fucked, Shido.

"Shido-san...why do you wish for me to open your mail..?"

Pause.