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[oneeyedsnake]

I hate this place. None of you understand my vision. Destruction is a form of creation also. Shoyou-sensei would understand. But ever since he left... Damn those rumors about a student-teacher romance. How dare they presume to impose their pathetic moral code on us.

It doesn't matter. My words are wasted here. Philistines.

Comments

[jumpismylife]

Since when the hell was Shouyou even...

Rambling again as usual now, Taka? I thought you could use that time for better reasons.

[oneeyedsnake]

You wouldn't recognize true genius even if it were staring you in the face. Besides, it's none of your business.

[jumpismylife]

Oy, oy, you shouldn't be going to insult teachers like that now, yanno.

[oneeyedsnake]

It was an observation, not an insult.

-voice | private-

[inukitake]

...He would have wanted you to be happy, you know.

-voice | private-

[oneeyedsnake]

[Camera clicks on to reveal one very disheveled Takasugi, covered in paint, eyes bloodshot, and trying very hard not make any sort of eye contact]

. . . .

-voice | private-

[inukitake]

You...you have to move on. He was a great teacher and an excellent friend to you...seeing you like this would be a dishonour to all he did...

-voice | private-

[oneeyedsnake]

It doesn't matter. I'll never see him again. Like this he might as well be dead.

[japansnewdawn]

You know I'm always here for you...

[oneeyedsnake]

You can't seal the all encompassing void in my heart.

[japansnewdawn]

I suppose not, but it's a void we share.

[oneeyedsnake]

Yes...