#g27

in a swift movement, giotto opened a drawer in a nightstand beside his bed, took the gloves that he placed there and immediately transformed into hyper mode.

giotto didn't recognise the guy who just tried to take his life. that guy wore a hooded cloak, and his face was covered by a mask that's covering lower part of his face, from nose to chin. the darkness of his bedroom clearly didnt help. 'just who the hell is this guy?' he thought to himself.

that mysterious guy, now standing, hurriedly tried to attack giotto once again. giotto barely managed to dodge the attack, the swift blade of the guy pierced the skin of his right cheek, making a cut that's (fortunately for him) not too deep.

as he flew above the ground, he then rushed to land a punch on his attacker's face with a powerful force, and made the guy flew to the wall behind him once again; shattering his mask in the process.

giotto strode over to the guy who was laying on the floor, face to the ground. he pulled the hooded cloak that his attacker was wearing, revealing a brown hair that he knew all too well. but it's way messier and longer than he remembered. giotto rolled the body of the brunette over, in order to further confirm his suspicions. his eyes widened in surprise the moment he saw the face, "tsunayoshi?"

the smaller guy opened his eyes, yet, giotto couldn't see the warmth that once was there. all he saw was cold and murderous eyes.

'this can't be possible! i saw.. i saw him fell off the cliff when we had a car crash. when i.. failed to save him!' the thought made giotto froze.

the brunette took this moment to stand and sprint to the window of giotto's bedroom; jumping outside, shattering the window as he left.