DON’T INTERFERE

Students chatted with their friends as they sat down together, eating their bento boxes or the food they bought at the school cafeteria, which was packed with students in different year levels. There are only fifteen minutes left till lunch break ends, which can only mean one thing: the first period of the afternoon will begin at 1:00 p.m.

Meanwhile, (Y/N) had just finished doing her punishment inside the faculty's room for beating up some students from another school the other day. She was carrying a stack of papers that her teacher had given her earlier for her second punishment of the day as she walked towards the vending machine on the ground floor, near the cafeteria. They didn't give her a harsh punishment since they needed her for the forthcoming school-to-school martial arts tournament in a week, and her schedule was already packed with training and classes.

Hanagaki (Y/N) was the school's pride in karate. She had brought the school into national competitions during her first year in high school and now she was a graduating student, they didn't want to give her a severe punishment and just let other things pass. Even though they were opposed to it, they couldn't help it since she was one of the best students in the school. How popular can this delinquent become?

"Hanagaki-chan, you're just as cool as you've always been!" A second year spoke as she walked past him, giving him no response and continued on her way to where she was intended to be.

She stood in front of the vending machine, her gaze fixed on the drink she desired but couldn't have. Why? She had forgotten to carry her wallet with her.

"Dumbass," she murmured to herself, and tilted her head as a shadow loomed over her.

She turned around and was faced by the one and only Kiyomasa himself, who had a beaten face and was accompanied by his underlings.

"What the hell are you looking at, bitch?" He spat, while his underlings cheered him on with grins, his eyes sending daggers towards the shorter female.

She chuckled at his words. "Kiyomasa-kun, I had no idea you could get any uglier than you actually are."

Kiyomasa was furious, his palms curled into fists as he leaned forward to the girl, attempting but failing to scare her with his sharp glares.

"Do you want to die?" He roared, but the girl simply pursed her lips and looked around, making sure no one else was around. The bell had already rang two minutes ago, announcing the start of the first period.

"How about you? Do you want to die?" she innocently questioned.

Takemichi had always told her not to interfere with Kiyomasa, so she had never truly fought with him. She respects Takemichi's request, despite her strong desire to kick the crap out of this muscular boy.

She raised her hand in front of Kiyomasa's face and waved in the air. "Never mind. Your face has already been beaten, plus you're just a waste of time." She made a snide remark as she walked away, leaving their jaws hanging open.

Kiyomasa hissed. "That bitch."

"Kiyomasa-kun, don't push it." As they watched her retreating form head upstairs into her classroom, one of his underlings commented. "Hanagaki-senpai is the school's martial arts star."

"I don't give a damn. She'll get what she asked for." Kiyomasa added. Hatred flowed through his veins as he memorized every aspect of her appearance to his memory in order to remember to take his revenge.

"Draken and that bitch will meet their end."

•••

Takemichi's time seemed to slow down as he pondered how he could save his cousin and girlfriend Hinata from an unfortunate death. He didn't know how to save them or prevent Kisaki Tetta and Sano Manjiro from meeting. Sano Manjiro, though he already met him yesterday during his fight with Kiyomasa.

While Takemichi was lost in his thoughts, two of the top members of a well-known gang had just arrived from his school. Walking with their heads held high as they approached Takemichi's homeroom classroom. The shorter male, on the other hand, came to a halt when he recognized one of the four students who were currently headed towards the restroom on the second floor. When his partner noticed his friend had stopped walking, he turned around to check on him.

Mikey was staring at the four female students, no, he was staring at the (h/c) haired girl who was so distracted with her cellphone that she didn't notice that three of her classmates had already entered the restroom.

"Do you know her, Mikey?" Mikey simply shakes his head in response to Draken's question.

Mike started walking and passed the girl he recognized from yesterday, saying, "I only saw her yesterday." Despite his urge to approach her, he had already made plans for Takemichi.

Whatever, he may be able to see her around or maybe he could ask Takemichi about this girl.

"Why am I interested in her?" Mikey wondered aloud as he neared the room he had been told about.

Takemichi, in the meantime...

"Making sure they don't meet? Isn't that pretty impossible?" As his teacher continued to speak in front of the class, Takemichi mumbled beneath his breath. Suddenly, a scream could be heard from outside, leaving everyone in the classroom confused as to what was going on.

"What school are you bastards from?"

"Get the hell out!"

The door of their classroom slid open, and a shoulder-length blond male with a smile on his face walked in, his gaze falling on Takemichi, who had a surprised look on his beat-up face.

"Hey, there he is." Mikey casually said, unconcerned about the stares he was getting from Takemichi's classmates and teacher. He walked into the classroom with both hands in his pockets and his jacket slung over his shoulders. "Takemitchy, come play with us."

In the end, Takemichi had no choice but to follow Mikey and Draken out of the classroom. As soon as he spotted his senpais on the floor, his jaw hung open and his eyes widened, as if they had been beaten up by some monsters.

"Um, what exactly am I looking at here?" Takemichi asked Draken, pointing at the third-years on the floor.

"Huh this? They pissed me off, so I hosed them." He replied in a calm tone. "All of you wimps, line up. Lay down on your stomachs."

(Y/N) had been thrown out of the classroom after being mistaken for the person who was giving the quiz answers. She ditched the next class she had and strolled lazily through the stairs, since the third-years room was on the fourth floor and the second-years level was underneath them. She came to a halt on her way to the shoe locker when second-year students blocked the hallway. Her brows wrinkled as she tried to figure out what was going on and why the hell they were blocking the hallway as if a celebrity had just appeared.

"He's friends with Mikey?"

"There's someone that is awesome at our school?"

She heard the second-years say as she approached them.

"Hey, that's Takemichi."

Makoto, who had just come and hadn't noticed the third-year girl, murmured alongside her, "I thought Mikey-kun liked him."

"Crap, he's gonna get killed." Yamagishi said, and then the next thing they knew, Hinata walked towards where Takemichi and the two unfamiliar boys were standing.

She just stood there and watched. Takemichi must have done something to those two because she had no idea who they were. Anyway, she can't jump in and save her cousin's butt, not in front of these people, or she'll be sent to the guidance.... again. And she didn't want that. She'll just ask Takemichi at home.

Takemichi would prefer her to ignore it so she did. She simply walked in, completely oblivious to what was going on until she heard a loud slap. Hinata had just slapped the shoulder-length male in the face, causing everyone in the hallway to gasp.

"Takemichi-kun, let's go. Don't let these people bully you." Hinata grabbed Takemichi's wrist and moved away from the two. "I'll protect you."

(Y/N) was moved by what Hinata had just said.

Takemichi noticed his cousin standing there with her eyes slightly widened, but she instantly returned to her usual expression. He knew she was planning something, and he couldn't help but be concerned about his cousin, who appeared to be ready to beat someone up.

Takemichi and Hinata were abruptly stopped when the tall man with the dragon tattoo on his shaved head grabbed Hinata's arm. When his hand came into contact with Hinata's, she stepped in quickly and yanked the big guy's hand away from her. This caught Mikey and Draken off guard because they weren't expecting such quick movement, and even Takemichi was taken aback.

"Oh crap, Hanagaki-senpai, they're from Toman!" Yamagishi yelled from behind her, but she couldn't hear him since she was too concentrated on the tall man in front of her.

"(Y/N)..." Takemichi was trembling in fear for his cousin, but she didn't appear to know that the person in front of her was a known gang member.

'What am I going to do?' Takemichi panicked in his head.

"Who're you?" Draken asked her. "Don't interfere here." He continued and turned to face Hinata, who was frozen in place, but he was suddenly being dragged by someone shorter than him and of the opposite gender.

"Don't lay your fingers on Hinata or Takemichi. If you do it again, I won't hesitate to break your wrist." She threatened, venom laced in every word she spoke, but Draken seemed unfazed by her threats. He gave her a sly grin. He was about to say something when someone caught the attention of the (h/c) haired girl.

"Hanagaki-chan, are you ditching your training again?" Coach Kobayashi said through the students blocking the hallway.

"Shit," she murmured once she saw her Coach looking at her with his brow raised. "Bye-bye!" she said in a sing-song tone with a peace sign. She dashed out of the school, forgetting to take off her inside shoes.

"Hanagaki-chan!" Coach Kobayashi yelled her name once more, but she had already vanished from their view.

One thing (Y/N) despised was her daily training with Coach Kobayashi of the Karate club. He was a middle-aged man with a muscular body and an average height for a male. He was also harsh, which she despised.

"Why do I need to train anyway? I'm already good." she said to herself, which was actually a half-truth, she just got lazy to train today and wanted nothing but to lie on her bed and watch anime all night.

When she was at the front of the Hanagaki's residence, she suddenly remembered what Yamagashi had said earlier. "Toman? Were they part of a gang?" she shrugged and walked inside, already forgetting what she had done earlier.

Unbeknownst to her, Mikey was currently asking Takemichi about her.

"Ne Takemitchy, who was the other girl earlier?" he wondered aloud from the back of Takemichi's bicycle, which was being ridden by Takemichi.

"That was (Y/N)," Takemichi replied, unsure if he had to tell Mikey of his cousin's name. Knowing how frightening his cousin can be when she's upset.

"Can you bring her with you next time?"