>See ina playing a flute in class
>Whenever I play, I always get a bit of saliva, and it bothers me
>I hope ina doesn't have to go through that too
>Approach her. Both her and calliope stop playing and look at me like I'm an annoying insect that crawled out of a rock in front of them
>"Uh-h excuse m-me. Ina. I hope you don't l-leak ink from your recorder or something. I always h-hate it when that happens haha."
>Oh shit why did I say ink
>stupid sTUPID STUPID
>"I don't ink!" Ina says with an angry look I've never seen on her face
>"S-Sorry I didn't me-"
>"See me after class." Ina says it like a death sentence.
>"You better watch yourself, punk." Calliope says as she leans over from her seat.
>I go back to my seat and play my recorder, but I can't stop thinking about what they're planning
>Am I gonna get beat up??
>Class ends
>I try to leave as soon as possible, slipping out of the classroom after putting away my instrument
>Phew, I think I lost them. I walk over to my locker
>"Where do you think you're going, twerp?" Calli's deep voice says. She's standing on one leg, the other blocking my passage as she pushes it against the wall horizontally. Behind her is Ina, who seems to be fuming.
>"As I said, anon, I don't ink."
>"H-haha yeah of course not, I didn't - *gulp* - listen, ina, I didn't mean anything by it, I just-"
>Calli puts her leg down and punches me in the face
>I almost lose my balance, but then she punches me again
>Ina's still standing behind her, who is just watching silently
>Then Calli's knee rams into my gut
>I collapse to the ground
>She kicks me a few times as I cover my face
>And then a few more times
>Satisfied, she steps back
>Tears are running down my face
>I hear the petite footsteps of Ina walking towards me
>She stops right next to me
>Leans down and brushes her hair aside
>Her mouth is inches away from my ear now, I can feel the warmth of her breath
>"Wah."
>The two of them giggle and walk away, leaving me on the ground, aching
So yeah, that's what'd happen.
