Screw scared. Try terrified.
Mot had somehow unleashed the beast within. Or was it? Was this a Red thing to do? Or was this the showings of something irregular? Darker? Was Red in trouble, or was Mot in trouble... or both?
Mot took a step back for every step Red took forward. He felt and looked horrified, curling his arms under his poncho for some semblance of comfort. He fought every urge in his body to run or submit to the gym teacher's terror.
"I...." Mot stiffened his shoulders. "I won't kneel.." Begging for forgiveness.. that just didn't seem right. In the past, he might have done it. "Kneeling to you now won't be any less meaningless to you than an apology would. At least I don't think it would..." Maybe Red liked that sort of power, after all. What did he know?
"So kneeling to you now.. that would be my price? Don't you think that's a little cheap?" Mot squeaked, seeming to regret his own words. "I-I mean... uh..." Talking back to a teacher, that was insta Detention! Or death... yeah, he was in a bad spot here.
"I'm still sorry! That it happened, and that it hurts and haunts you more than any of us. But I did what I thought was right at the time! I'll accept punishment if that's what you feel should happen, but I won't deny my actions of the past."
THIS IS HALLOWEEN
WHERE IT IS ALWAYS HALLOWEEN (and sometimes exams)
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