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Asahi could still vividly recall that day.

It was years ago. The weather was gloomy, the winds were chill yet relaxing for then young Asahi at least. He was walking back from his judo class with a smile on his face and a spring on his step. Not only did he defeat that foul-mouthed judo classmate of his during a trial match but he got to see Sasuke smile! Well, it was actually just a small smirk but he learned to celebrate the little things with his crush. That's when the boy he defeated walked up in front of him out of nowhere with a black eye and swollen lips. Asahi may have overdone it with his match but he was such a bully, always picking fights with the newbies because he's confident he can win. 

Now that bully called for backup, two of his spineless lackeys that're always at his feet like sniveling wimps. They were no match for Asahi, especially since the pink-haired lad would always practice hard to be on par with Sasuke to impress him. Just as they were about to be totally defeated, one of them used a branch to hit Asahi. Caught off guard, he got hit on the head and he fell to the ground in pain. That's when the bullies used the chance to beat the heck out of him.

Asahi went home beaten and bloodied. While his mom cried as she's tending to his wounds and his grandparents were trying to calm his dad down from going to the kids' houses to teach them a lesson, he was only calm and quiet on the outside. His folks thought the poor kid must be so down and depressed from being ganged up on, but Asahi was fuming with anger underneath like a wildfire. It was probably the most amount of hatred he felt in his being at that moment. He loathed those good-for-nothing boys and he thought of the ultimate way to get back on them.

The next day, Asahi befriended them. He knew kids were very naive and easy to manipulate, especially because he was also one. He treated the incident like it was nothing and got into the good side of the three dunces, quite easily at that too since they had muscles for brains. He got into their clique and even got invited to their houses. That's when Asahi set his plan in motion. He started small at first, little whispers and casual mentions about how one of them don't know how to pee without their mommy's help, how one of them still pooped their bed, or how one of them keeps a journal. It didn't matter that some were true or not, kids love making fun of each other. He kept on doing the same thing to their parents, how one's mom actually thought the other one was a kleptomaniac, how one's dad was actually a gambling addict who's on his third wife, and so on. 

All it took was one tiny spark to create an explosion. The bullies became the bullied, their parents were furious once they learned about the things the boys did while they were mad at each other, and the three even got kicked out of the dojo once their unruly behavior finally came into light. What Asahi was the most proud of was that he made these so-called 'friends' turn their backs on each other. A pathetic triangle of friendship formed from tormenting the weak was easily broken like a mirror being dropped on the floor. A beautiful web of deceit and revenge.

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Asahi snapped out of his flashback. He didn't know why he suddenly thought of that all of a sudden, especially now that he's in the middle of a losing battle. Maybe it was his life flashing before his eyes? It was still a weird and specific event in his life to look back on. He would ideally spend the next couple of minutes thinking about how odd that was if it weren't for the fact that he was always a hair's width away from being flattened by a pancake by a monster.

He spun and evaded and slashed as much as he could, hoping to the gods above that he was at least doing some obvious damage to the hulk-phant. The sounds of fighting still raged on around him, he could even hear new explosions at some points, but he was too preoccupied with fighting these massive beast on his own. While he moved around quickly to evade its powerful stomps, he could see Kunio pick up Sasuke and carry him back to their other classmates. He felt a huge amount of relief especially now that he could put his whole focus on his opponent.

[color=#fbb6cb]"Gah! D-Damn you!"[/color] Exhaustion eventually began to overwhelm him from attacking and evading the beast's attacks with so much effort and so little payoff. His legs began to burn and he was going to run out of breath soon. He needed to do something, anything at all that might help him defeat this hulk-phant. He refused to be caught in the same scenario from years ago again. As it wasn't obvious enough, Asahi was a sore loser.

After much effort, Asahi jumped out from underneath the behemoth just as it slammed itself down onto the ground in an effort to crush him. He timed it so he was on its blind side so it would have to take some time to turn its head in the other direction just to see Asahi. Grunting through the pain and exhaustion, he conjured the last remaining amount of energy he had left and used that window of opportunity to jump on the monster's back. He crawled as quickly as he could towards its head and dug the dagger at its nape. He shoved it down with all his might as he grabbed on the side of its head while its thrashing around, his body being tossed around like a ragdoll. Asahi would have likely been tossed aside immediately if it weren't for the strange pink threads connecting his fingertips to the creature's head, acting like an anchor.