As l lead Shoji to the infirmary,my heart races with concern and confusion. The sight of him battered and bruised tugs at my emotions, stirring a protective instinct l didn't know l possessed maybe its because that moment resurfaced my horrible past life memories that l thought l had forgotten or it purely driven by pity.That fact l didn't know..
Despite the chaos of the moment,l couldn't shake the feeling that something darker lurks beneath the surface of Hiro.
My mind races with questions, unable to reconcile the gentle friend l once knew with the violence l just witnessed.Even though un the past when we were in gang fights he was never that violent.
'What was going on with himself'
'Why did he do that?'
'Was there even a reason to it?'
These unanswered questions ran through my head.
Yet, in the presence of Shoji,l find solace and comfort, a stark contrast to the turmoil l feel around my childhood companion.