Damian (1)

I went to the dorm I shared with Akinori, and packed my stuff.

I was packing up, until I saw a picture of Damian.

I started to tear up.

"Don't cry about what happened to Damian, Iseo." Akinori said.

"What do you mean? He protected because I couldn't! He died for us, because, I COULDN'T!"

I screamed at Akinori.

"He did what he could, and we're going to honor him, by coming back to this dump of a school, and hurting the ones who killed him." He said.

"What fighting school will we be able to afford? We just dropped out!" I asked him.

"There's one more school, that Damian told us about. Remember the book he made? The school of life? The hardest school." He told me as he handed me Damian's book.

I looked at it, and packed it too.

That was my goal from now on, no, OUR, goal.

I told them what our goal was, we made sure we had our luggage, and checked the plane tickets our parents gave us to make sure we wouldn't land in North Korea, or just anywhere that's not South Korea in general.

And we set off.

Me, Ji-eun, Akinori, and Hanae.

The plane trip was nice.

Until..

"Excuse me all passengers." Started the pilot.