"Back to Reality...."
Who: Hisoka Kurosaki and Yutaka Watari (other peeps can probably jump in here, too)
When: Where we last left off with him...
Where: Infirmary
Why was he still here?
Even though it had been hours since Tsuzuki had left him there, standing by the window, hands shoved in his pockets, head down and emotions a little wild, he hadn't moved once. Nor could he find it within himself to move. Why was that? Why was he still standing here, feeling like a complete idiot?
Tsuzuki wasn't the fool this time; it was him. It was he who had dared to think that he and Tsuzuki could've been even slightly more than friends. It was he who had dared to think soo much and hope for something he should've realized was stupid to even think about. He was the fool. The jester. The puppet driven by his own selfish feelings only to find them blown back and smakcing him across the face.
Letting out an irritated sigh, Hisoka pushed off the windowsill, hands remaining clenched into fists inside his pockets, and began to walk out of the infirmary. He was just so sick of this.
When: Where we last left off with him...
Where: Infirmary
Why was he still here?
Even though it had been hours since Tsuzuki had left him there, standing by the window, hands shoved in his pockets, head down and emotions a little wild, he hadn't moved once. Nor could he find it within himself to move. Why was that? Why was he still standing here, feeling like a complete idiot?
Tsuzuki wasn't the fool this time; it was him. It was he who had dared to think that he and Tsuzuki could've been even slightly more than friends. It was he who had dared to think soo much and hope for something he should've realized was stupid to even think about. He was the fool. The jester. The puppet driven by his own selfish feelings only to find them blown back and smakcing him across the face.
Letting out an irritated sigh, Hisoka pushed off the windowsill, hands remaining clenched into fists inside his pockets, and began to walk out of the infirmary. He was just so sick of this.