As Scara makes his way toward the boys' bathroom, he feels a knot of fear and anticipation twisting in his stomach. He knows that he can't let Kenji get away with what he did today; not if he wants to keep himself safe. But at the same time, he's terrified of what might happen if he tries to confront him again.

Deciding that discretion is the better part of valor, Scara hurries into the boys' bathroom and ducks into a stall, locking it behind him.

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Meanwhile, Kenji and his friends continue through their day, unaware that they are being watched. One of Kenji's lackeys sidles up to him during lunchtime and whispers something in his ear.

"What was that?" he growls, glaring at the boy. The other students nearby pretend not to notice as they eat their lunch or socialize with friends.

The blonde delinquent feels himself getting closer and closer to the edge, his thrusts becoming more erratic as he tries to hold back his own release. His fingers dig harder into Hana's shoulders, leaving bruises as evidence of their encounter. "You like being mine?" He growls between ragged breaths, eyes fixed on the other boy's face.

With one last powerful thrust deep inside Hana, he finally loses control and cries out in pleasure as his seed fills the other boy up completely. His body goes limp against Hana's as he pants heavily, waiting for the pain to subside before removing himself from the smaller boy's now sore and bleeding entrance.

With a satisfied smirk, the blonde delinquent zips his pants up and straightens out his blazer before glancing down at the sobbing mess on the floor. "Get yourself cleaned up," he growls before turning to leave the bathroom, leaving Hana alone with his tears and bloody wounds. As he walks away, he can't help but feel a small thrill of satisfaction coursing through him, knowing that Hana is now truly his.