Summary: Toma got back from a fight with some people he had in Osaka, Tatsuya sees him, but will he even anything to him?
Toma stumbled back onto the campus exhausted. He just needed to take a break somewhere before he made it back to dorm 3. He could barely keep his eyes open and felt blood drop down the side of his face, he wasn't sure why he got into a fight, but he needed to take his bottle up anger out somewhere. It wasn't his fault that he got hassled by those group of punks in the first place. At least he was able to get away without winding up in the hospital or getting caught by the cops.
He leaned up against the wall to Dorm 1 and closed his eyes for a minute catching his breath. The sun had already set, so he wasn't worried about being seen by any of the teachers. He pulled out the pack of cigarettes that were in his pocket and grabbed the lighter. He lit the cigarette and pressed it up to his lips, which were swollen and bleeding, he inhaled then exhaled. He felt much more relaxed. He stretched his legs out in front of him and stared down at the ground while smoking.