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He heard the voice that he been wanting to hear all day. He looks at the doorway and sees that it was the guy he was waiting for, Tachi Yamamoto. Inside he was squealing like a schoolgirl, but on the outside he looked like he wasn't impressed. Standing up on his feet. He plucked the cigarette from his mouth and dropped it on the ground. Stomping on it and rubbing it down to the ground roughly. "Finally. You sure take your sweet time. I thought that you finally realized that you are far to weak for me and hide in your house." he said in a cocky way. "I can't wait to add another one." he said.
For each time Masaru had defeated him. He would take pictures of his beaten up face with his smartphone. Looking at them alone to see his crush's face and to use to 'release the monster' when ever he went into heat. To see him covered in blood and bruises, he thought it was rather cute. Yet no one knew about it. If anyone were to see the pics or to touch his phone. They would be having a dirt nap right about now. There was rumors going around that he actually threw a student out a third story window. Just because of piece of his hair landed on the back of his phone.
With the thought of another 'trophy' added into his collection. He looks at the older and taller male. Raising his hand up and told him to got at him. "Ready to go to the hospital again? I'll make sure that you get a nice long stay." he said happily and cocky. But ion his mind he couldn't wait for him to come at him. It meas body contact and he will be touched by the person he likes most of all.
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