ely then, hugging

hed, 'that's all t

They talked briefly as Ken walked with her to her own school, a little furth

grounds to registration. In fact, he was in such a good mood, that he began

pondered. Damit why am I thinking of him again? Why can't I get him out of my head? He fro

ground, on top of another man. The two wrapped were up in each o

ng away sharply, his mood instantl

iting outside in the corrido

all opposite him, ignoring the quiet murmur of the class around

Mustang sang.

eyes in anguish, wishing Mustang would not have

s, and turned slo

face?' Musta

ust leave me alo

month?' Mustang asked

up, and he was consumed by a stron

only he could hear. 'My life is perfect. You are the one who is wrong. Why do you even come to scho

nt Mustang's cocky and bold demeanour broke,

open in shock and eye wide. K

mouth, speak

, 'that you actually cared for me….when

head. 'I couldn't

classroom and taking his seat. He kept his eyes down from then on, ignoring everything a

class, didn't even notice whether or not

consumed in his

ter

exam was held was modest in size. It was soundproof. Origina

ant to him as the real ones; they showed where you were doing well, and where you were failing. A

im, and he was expe

his mind was far away. He didn't look a

ad he spent his time drawing rude pictures all over the paper. Then when he grew bo

jab the back of his

Everyone, except for Mustang, who stared back at Ken; trying to ado

ing the words piss off, be

the teacher standing at the head of the room, ov

ned, and then the door opened

stopped and looked up,

iding up to the man. 'You're not

, and shot her in the he

w motion, and the teacher fell b

was

eam, rising from th

He had frozen where he