The same old...
Sho grunted quietly when he bumped into Gackt in the doorway.
“Sorry.” He said without looking directly at the rockstar, who was wearing shades anyway so that he couldn’t see his eyes.
He attempted to just pass him by when Gackt unexpectedly spoke up.
“You’d better be. Why don’t you watch where you’re going?”
Anger boiled up in Sho and he changed his mind about simply walking on. He set his eyes on Gackt’s face and glared.
“On second thought, I’m not sorry, and you’re a jerk.”
With that he intended to walk away, past the singer. But Gackt put his hand on the doorframe in a swift movement, blocking Sho’s way with his arm. Irritated, Sho took a step back, facing Gackt anew. The singer appeared to be looking straight at him.
“You know, Sho, I’ve been a really nice guy for a really long time. I’ve put up with your insults and you attitude, and I’ve had it. Consider this a warning.”
Gackt let his arm drop back to his side and walked past Sho, out of the room. Sho turned around and called after him down the corridor.
“Is this the part where I’m supposed to be intimidated?”
He saw Gackt stopping in his tracks.