!TW! Mentions of blood and fights, threat

Ayato's POV

       Nothing of interest happened for the rest of the school day, just more of the same. As I walked through the flooded hallway of teenagers wanting to get home, I noticed something out of the corner of my eye. There was a rather small guy who seemed lost or as if he was looking for something outside of a room labelled 'Occult Club'. By the band on his arm, I figured out he was the leader of the club. I stopped and walked over to him, after no one seemed to want to help, since Mother says that helping others would make her happy, and her being happy means better food.

       "Have you lost something?" I asked, the boy looking up at me, flinching as he wasn't expecting me.

         He stared at me from under his raven hair, which was covering his eyes, his face going the same red everyone else's had.

          "Yes... I lost my book..." he said so quietly I could only just hear him.

           I glanced around before spotting the group of tan girls from the morning holding what looked to be an occult book. Knowing that it was most likely this guys book, I walked over to them and tapped one of their shoulders.

           "Excuse me, that guy lost his book, is that his?" I asked, to which the girls giggled a bit and their faces went slightly red.

             "Yes, we found this around, I'm so sorry," the girl who seemed like the ring leader said, putting on a pretty believable fake apologetic look.

              I reached my hand out to take the book and was given it, walking back over the guy.

             "Here," I said, handing over the book.

             He looked up at me again with a slight bit of surprise on his face, before gently taking his book form my hands, his face going very red when the tips of our fingers accidentally touched.

              "Ummm.. if you want you can come watch a ritual... if you want that is..." he said in the same hushed voice.

               "Sure, I'll come tomorrow if you don't mind," I responded, walking off as his face went extremely red behind me.

After that encounter I made my way home. On the walk though, I heard yelling come from an alleyway. I was drawn towards the alley and saw some gang leader lying on the floor all bloodied up. The person standing over him was a tall, muscular man with long blonde hair and a black jacket on his shoulders. His nose was bleeding and he had a black eye. I soon noticed he was wearing a slightly dishevelled version of the Akademi uniform. It seemed the two had just finished a fight, and the guy from my school won.

"You better think before messin' with me next time," he said, turning on his heel towards me.

I didn't turn away quick enough, as the guy spotted me and swiftly pinned me to the wall. He skilfully made sure there was no way for me to escape, despite my struggles.

"If you value your life you better not think 'bout tellin' anybody 'bout this little incident," he said, getting in my face.

I like this guy, he's the first person not to go red the second he saw me.

I relaxed and showed I wouldn't tell, and the guy let me go. I continued on my walk home, making sure to figure out who that guy was tommorow...