[h3]Ito Ishioka-Warakuma Mall-19/4/2015[/h3]

The overwhelming sound of the mall cluttered his thoughts as Ito sat on the bench there in the mall watching the throngs of people march along their routines. Finally getting bored he stood up and began wandering around himself thinking of his life in Tokyo. For those first few years he was king of his middle school; he was the top of his class, he pretty much ruled over any and everyone and anyone who didn’t get in line were left in his wake. The sudden thought of the girl who was actually left in his wake suddenly weighed his thoughts down, while he enjoyed the sensation of power over people’s lives that he had Ito never wanted to anyone to actually get hurt. He had shut himself off from the world for a long time, even to his parents, because of his actions and in doing so withdrew into the persona of this person that he never wanted to be. 

His thoughts were interrupted when he ran full force into someone causing both of them to fall to the ground. Once he regained his bearings he took a look at the unfortunate soul that he ran into and what he saw caused his nose to crinkle up in a snobbish manner. The greyish blue hoodie with what appeared to be a cartoony looking shark for the hood seemed overly childish to him which instantly formed his opinion of the boy wearing it. It was not his intention to sound so arrogant and snobby but his mouth moved on its own conditioned over years of his façade, 

[b]”Sorry, I didn’t see the no swim zone sign warning of sharks…”[/b]