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Mondo stares at Chihiro. Just… stares.
Chihiro… is a boy. He just revealed his secret with a smile on his adorable face.
And Mondo wants to scream.
“I want to be strong like you,” Chihiro squeaks, and Mondo stares down at his girlfriend… no, his boyfriend, and anger flares inside of him.
Why is Chihiro stronger than him? Everyone is stronger than him!
“Shut up! I’m always gonna be stronger than you!” Mondo yells, and Chihiro steps backwards.
“M-Mondo?” he says, tears in his eyes.
But the anger overwhelms him and he’s seeing red and—
“Shut the fuck up!” Mondo roars, and he swings his arm…
And punches Chihiro hard in the face. Chihiro cries out, blood spraying from his nose, and crumples to the ground.
When Mondo finally comes out of his angry haze, he finds his boyfriend passed out on the ground, blood running down his face.
“Oh shit.”
At a loss for what to do, Mondo hurtles out of the room and runs off to get the only person who can help: Taka.
Taka sits up in bed as his doorbell rings and rings, confused and exhausted. Does nobody remember the night time rule around here?
He gets up and opens his door—
“Taka!” Mondo yells, darting forwards and grabbing Taka by the shoulders, his eyes wide and his face flushed. “Please, I need help!”
“Mondo?” he says, frowning. “Why are you up in the night?”
“That doesn’t fucking matter! Please, bro, help me!”
Totally puzzled, Taka lets his boyfriend grab him by the arm and drag him through the school.
“Bro?” he says. “What’s the matter?”
Mondo groans, gasping for breath. “It’s Chihiro… blood…”
“She’s hurt?! Where is she?”
“He.”
“Huh?”
Mondo sighs, dragging Taka up the stairs to the second floor. “Chihiro told me his secret. He’s a boy. And… he’s hurt.”
Taka blinks. Chihiro, his girlfriend… is actually a boy? Well, he supposes that would explain why Chihiro didn’t seem very close to the girls.
“Just, hurry, bro, please!” Mondo cries.
“All right, all right,” Taka says.
They reach the door to the boys’ locker room, and Mondo uses his handbook to open the door. And then Taka gasps.
Chihiro slumps on the floor, blood dribbling from their nose.
“Chihiro!” he cries, darting forwards and dropping to his knees. He shakes Chihiro’s shoulders, relieved to find a pulse but too terrified to calm down. “Chihiro, please wake up! Bro, what happened?”
Mondo hovers by the door, agony written across his face. “I… bro… I punched him!” he says, and Mondo, Oowada tough-guy Mondo, breaks down sobbing.
Taka stares at him, eyes widening. “Oh my God… Mondo, I… How could you punch our Chihiro?” His voice breaks. “You’re a monster.”
Sniffing, Mondo covers his eyes. “Bro… I’m so sorry.”
Taka pulls a tissue from his pocket and tries to staunch the blood, and ignores his sobbing boyfriend, all his focus on Chihiro. How could Mondo do this?
And what are they going to do now?