The morning sun bathed the school courtyard, but the atmosphere was anything but calm. A crowd of students had gathered around Kazuo and Riku, forming a circle thick with tension and anticipation. Whispers buzzed through the assembly, but silence fell the moment Kazuo stepped forward. His cold gaze locked onto Riku, who was slowly picking himself up after their earlier clash.
"You wanted this, Riku? Fine. Let's finish it. No weapons, just you and me," Kazuo said, his voice calm but laced with a chilling menace.
Riku hesitated but stood, his fists clenched tight. The knife was gone, but his eyes burned with a mix of fear and fury. Without thinking, he lunged at Kazuo, head down and arms flailing.
