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violent/dark starters

"YOU and me both." he cranes his neck up, wincing at the crack! as he pops a joint in his back whilst doing so. the circulation in his arm was pitter pattering to a numb tingle. there was no comfortable way to rest it as his wrist practically wore a bracelet of ligatures, bruises that make him really regret moving any which way. kento takes a brief look at his cagemate(?), if that was appropriate. "what's your story?" he sighs, angrily yanking on his cuff only to receive a horrible throbbing.

how he'd gotten into this situation was a mystery to him, something in the back of his head told him he'd probably offended someone. he scoffs at that though, the only reason he would degrade another was if they deserved it... still, he clearly sees who's won. god damn my pride, he'd think. but he still wasn't saying sorry any time soon.