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[color=e74c3c][h1] Roy Kusayanagi [/h1][/color]
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[i][color=007236]”Out of respect for your spirit, courage, or sheer stupidity, whatever you want to call it, I won't kill you today… Partially out of respect for your father as well.”[/color][/i]

Roy had flung out of breath, breathing rapidly as he tried to keep up with his hasty heart rate. He clenched his chest while taking deep inhales while exhaling slowly as a way to return his heart beat to normal.  [color=e74c3c][i]The same dream again...I can't seem to shake it.[/i][/color] The boy rubbed his face anxiously as he tried to regain his grip on reality, once he took his hands off his cheeks he could feel that they were slightly moist. Roy dragged his fingers over his forehead, rubbing off some sweat. The blonde let off a deep sigh before clenching his sheets tightly, the incident has shaken him up badly, to the point where it led to many restless nights. Coupled with a large amount of time where he was left alone with his thoughts, anxiety was beginning to break him down even further. In all ends of the spectrum, that had to be the worst day of his life.

His hands were now thrown up into his scalp, tufts of blonde hair squeezed threw the cracks of his fingers as Roy stared at the wall of his dorm room with a blank gaze.

[color=e74c3c]"I need to get away..."[/color] he spoke to himself in a forlorn voice.

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Roy took a quick shower before throwing on a baggy grey hoodie and sweatpants before heading towards the training grounds, his mind was still in a pretty dark place. He spent no time drying his hair as it was still soaking wet but he didn't give a damn, his mind was elsewhere. It triggered him that he owed his life to someone who wanted no part of him, he could feel his temperature rising just at the thought of it. [color=e74c3c][i]I don't owe him anything.[/i][/color] He thought to himself, but then he took into consideration of the only gift he had ever received from his father being the cloak that he owns which seemed to spiral him further into his shitty mood. 

Without even noticing it he had reached the training area, he could see a few familiar faces through the windows on the doors, it seemed as though things were pretty lively from the looks of it. The blonde boy casually walked inside and made his way over to the bleachers, he took note of Kaida and Tomoe who had been sitting near each other. Normally he would've said hello but he quickly dismissed their presence, turning his head and taking a seat in the front row. Once he took a seat, the boy pulled his hoodie further over his face as he watched the other students train. Anyone who acknowledged Roy arriving would have noticed his arrival would have also noticed the boy's still wet hair and shameless eyes before anything else couple this with him not greeting anyone and anyone that had every held a conversation with him would notice the strange behavior.

[@Heartfillia][@liferusher]