[ well. he's just kind of - gone, for a while, actually. while kon's being destructive, and it takes ichiro a while to return back to the dorm. when he hears loud noise, though, he stops from where he was going to just duck inside and makes his way around to the back.
watching kon just makes empathy boil up in his heart - the hurt returns again, the anger twisted up with it. manwol and sakyou both were important to him, and he stands a little distance away for a moment, clenching, unclenching his fists.
his thoughts come through before he does. the quiet, faraway repeated mantra - i'm strong. i'm strong. i'm strong. that carries on until he makes it to where beau is standing, and watches kon for a moment, too. ]
Fuck this. [ he says, quiet, nearly vibrating in place, but holding still, barely flinching as something glass kon throws hits a tree. fuck this. ]
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watching kon just makes empathy boil up in his heart - the hurt returns again, the anger twisted up with it. manwol and sakyou both were important to him, and he stands a little distance away for a moment, clenching, unclenching his fists.
his thoughts come through before he does. the quiet, faraway repeated mantra - i'm strong. i'm strong. i'm strong. that carries on until he makes it to where beau is standing, and watches kon for a moment, too. ]
Fuck this. [ he says, quiet, nearly vibrating in place, but holding still, barely flinching as something glass kon throws hits a tree. fuck this. ]