Kirumis POV
Everything is a mess now. Three whole days since Mius suicide attempt and everything has gone to shit!

None of us have bothered talking with each other. Can you blame us? It was only about a year ago that was ha FB developed such a strong bond that we swore could never be broken!

Now look at us. Divided. Hateful. Untrusting. Untrustworthy. Broken. Hurt. It's as though we are our selves before the game but also..... not....

Who are we now?

With Gonta

Gonta was in the muscle rehabilitation center repeatedly punching a punching bag. Sweat glistened all over his body as his shirt gloves were drenched as though he had just come out of a thunderstorm.

Gonta stopped for a mere second until he round house kicked the bag towards the corner of the room.

" AH!" Screamed a female voice from the direction of the impact.

Gonta faced to see Tenko standing there in a awkward martial arts form clearly scared.

" W-watch where your k-kicking! Y-you d-d-de-de-de!.... De um...." Tenko said unsure of how to continue. Gonta walked over to her with a stern face with a stare that could take down a navy platoon.

Tenko shook in fear as the giant male approached her. " You're form..." He commented. " W-what about my f-f-form?" Tenko asked covering her face with her arms. " It's sloppy" Gonta answered. "H-huh?!" Tenko asked offendedly. " My form is fine! You just can't see it because you a d-de.." She tried saying.

Gonta very lightly kicked her leg. When impact was made, Tenko lost balance and fell on her bum.

" O-ow..." Tenko groaned in pain.
" Gonta think without form, Tenko not be able to fight?" Gonta casually said. Gonta then realized how he spoke and quickly changed algorithms.
" I mean!.. I think without proper form you won't be able to fight" Gonta stated.  " W-what would you k-know!?" Tenko asked. Gonta offered her his giant hand to pull her up. " A lot"
Tenko hesitantly accepted his hand and was pulled up.

Neither of them knew what to do next.

The only thing they knew

Was that this felt right

End