Chapter 1 : My death

An approximate distance of 50 meters was separating Hitoshi from the school gates, when he saw a couple guys from the baseball team approaching him with their baseballs bats on hand.

“Senpai! We have come to give you our farewell for your graduation! Who knew that the Bloody Dragon would finally graduate? Well the former kaichou of our team told us all to come and make sure that you end up in the graduation ceremony in one piece…not!”

The smirk on that kid’s face really made his blood boil, but what really ticked him off is that, that douchebag of a kaichou of the baseball club dare to send those 25 freshmen of his to toughen him up on his graduation day! Yes this was his day, his graduation day, the day that all his plans were to be set in motion!

But who was Hitoshi? Was he someone that someone could mess up with and go unharmed? Hell no!

“My beloved kouhais, let this sempai thank you accordingly before he graduates. Let this sempai say to you a few words of wisdom before he graduates” he said with a smirk while cracking his knuckles and then I roared:

“You punks are a hundred years too early to come at me on my day. No one is going to mess with my plans!”

All of them were startled but their train of thought was common

“This guy’s plans? What can they be? World domination?”

Meanwhile the kid who greeted Hitoshi was the first one to come out of his stupor and shout at his friends

“What are you guys standing there? Get him!”

The first one to rush at Hitoshi, he side stepped and tripped him, ending with him falling on the pavement on his face and breaking his nose. The second one, he grabbed his bat and after that, all hell broke loose.

Broken arms, broken legs and of course noses were the result of this impromptu little ambush of theirs. Out of the 25 suicidal members, cause that’s the only way Hitoshi could describe someone who would date to mess up with him, 24 were on the floor, groaning due to the injuries they have sustained from his attacks.

Hitoshi thought happily “I guess my high school won’t have a baseball club after I graduate…”

Needless to say, the little prick, their little leader and the “adorable” kouhai who told him that the former kaichou of the baseball team ordered for his attack was still standing, although barely.

His legs were trembling and his hands that before were so confidently wielding his baseball bat, were now shaking.

Slowly, but confidently, Hitoshi approached him, while spinning leisurely the baseball bat in my hands. The fear in his eyes was clear to see as he was back stepping away from him, trying to put distance between them.

His steps were leading him away from the one nicknamed "Bloody Dragon", from the safety of the pavement they were on and onto the road. A truck was going to hit him but his eyes were only focused on Hitoshi! The damn moron was going to die and he wasn’t even aware of it!

Not really thinking about it, Hitoshi rushed to him and pushed him out of the truck’s way. Unfortunately, he couldn’t get away from danger fast enough and the truck collided with him.

Hitoshi briefly sensed tremendous pain as the truck hit him. He heard his bones break and he could taste the metallic taste of blood in his mouth.

As his body laid down broken on the street the last thing he heard before submerging into darkness was that little prick screaming with joy “You got what you deserved!”

With the last of his remaining strength all he could do was raise his middle finger to him and to whoever one was responsible for this, while thinking as the light in his eyes was slowly fading:

“No good deed is left unpunished!”