[ Unfortunately for Atsumu, Gen’s hot temper and insufferable machismo means he’s absolutely the type to do the stupid thing people who die in horror movies do. Which is to say, he shoots Atsumu a withering, disdainful stare before giving a loud click of the tongue, then begins easing himself forward to investigate. ]
Fat load of good you are.
[ To his meager credit, while Gen is still visibly tense — more because of Atsumu’s panic putting him on edge, rather than because he believes in ghost — his usual, reckless attitude means he forges on with little hesitation. Completely ignoring the way Atsumu crowds up against him, he trudges forward with cautious steps, casting about at their surroundings. So when they step towards that alleyway that had spooked Atsumu and there’s the faint sounds of movement, he whirls on heel immediately to face the source of the sound.
Only to freeze when he sees the small figure standing at the end of the alleyway. A child covered in blood, holding a knife. And this time, looking straight at them with eyes wide and face pale.
The child gives what appears to be a startled flinch back, gaze flicking from Gen’s, to Atsumu’s — meeting his gaze for a solid second as he holds the knife more tightly. ]
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Fat load of good you are.
[ To his meager credit, while Gen is still visibly tense — more because of Atsumu’s panic putting him on edge, rather than because he believes in ghost — his usual, reckless attitude means he forges on with little hesitation. Completely ignoring the way Atsumu crowds up against him, he trudges forward with cautious steps, casting about at their surroundings. So when they step towards that alleyway that had spooked Atsumu and there’s the faint sounds of movement, he whirls on heel immediately to face the source of the sound.
Only to freeze when he sees the small figure standing at the end of the alleyway. A child covered in blood, holding a knife. And this time, looking straight at them with eyes wide and face pale.
The child gives what appears to be a startled flinch back, gaze flicking from Gen’s, to Atsumu’s — meeting his gaze for a solid second as he holds the knife more tightly. ]