The cab screeched to a halt outside the Sunshine Community Center, its glass doors reflecting the late afternoon sun in golden hues, the parking lot bustling with volunteers unloading crates of canned goods and a bus driving away to bring in more products.
Renji paid the driver with crumpled bills and turned to face the Center, his face as twisted as his heart.
It was still pounding from the chase. And the injury he'd gotten from his scraped elbow stung under his sleeve, but fury boiled hotter than any pain.
'Those fucking pricks. Those ugly morons. Pathetic rich-boy bullies with their daddy's money and empty heads. Insulting my family? Fuck, I've never hated anyone as much I hate them.'
'I'll ruin them. Every last one.'
His mind seethed with insults, visions of revenge flashing. Kaito's swollen cheek from the punch only the start.
