<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong>Trouble in Paradise</strong></span></div><hr/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Rt2ECxS.gif)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Kevin Finch<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>May 6th, 2019<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Mitsuhara Private School, School Gates<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Mallory Minato|Mentioned: Reckley Stiles<br/><strong>EXTRA:</strong>After School Reading<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Rugby Shirt and Khakis<br/><hr/><br/>Kevin took Mallory's hand without a second thought. He was running primarily on instinct now. And he needed the reassurance of touch every bit as much as she did. And he needed to get away from here. Anywhere just so long as it was not here. So he ran.<br/><br/>He didn't let go of Mallory's hand, and he kept his pace such that she could keep up. He was at least that much in control. Soon they were out of the hall, out of the building, out of the school. He didn't stop, not until they were far enough away so the school building was just a small shadow in the distance, The area was wooded and shaded. Kevin sat down on a dull gray rock as he finally caught his breath. The skies were gray as the rock, far from the red he was feeling. He knew he had lost control, he was a little ashamed of that. For far too long the mantra of control had been central to his training. But this was... it was Mal. There's no way he was going to let anything happen to her, least of all by that smarmy guy.<br/><br/>Finally Kevin felt secure enough to look back up at Mallory. His breathing was still erratic, his face was still flushed, he was still sweating bullets. But most of all, now he was exhausted. Not so much physically as emotionally. He wasn't used to this - wasn't used to being driven by impulse. He wasn't used to caring - not like this. He managed to ask at least one question. "Mal - he didn't - you know - touch you or anything?" He didn't know what he'd do if Reckley had. It was an effort just to get this much in control. She seemed OK on the outside, but even in his current condition, he could tell how shaken she was inside; she was as broken as he was right now. And Kevin found that he simply couldn't abide that. So he pushed to get himself more in control so he could be there for her.<br/><br/>