Anon's adrenaline moved his legs faster than they ever had before. He dashed left down one corridor, right down another, and leaped down a whole flight of stairs. Eventually, Yuri was nowhere to be seen. Anon slowed to a stop, trying desperately to catch his breath.

"Anoooon, where aaaaare you~?" Yuri's voice lilted from not too far away, causing Anon to once again break into a sprint. He glanced over his shoulder, praying not to see Yuri in the distance, when suddenly he ran straight into a familiar face, causing both parties to fall to the ground.

"Natsuki, what the FUCK are you doing here?" Anon hissed as he quickly looked behind him, thankful that Yuri was still out of sight. Anon slowly rose to his feet.

"I should be the one asking you that!" Natsuki scoffed as she stood up off the ground, dusting herself off. "Well if you must know, I was at this vending machine looking for coi-", Natsuki's cheeks flashed red, "I-I mean, I was about to buy myself a soda when you knocked me over and messed up my clothes!" Natsuki said, gesturing to her dirty outfit. "A-and it's not like I was already dirty by crawling under three vending machines looking for quarters, o-or anything." she nervously added.

Natsuki looked over Anon's shoulder, "Oh hey Yuri, how's my favorite purple bookworm doin?" she cracked with a smile.

Anon's heart skipped a beat as he quickly spun around. Yuri was standing less than three feet away, knife in hand, wearing an expressionless face.

"Careful with that knife Yuri, it's almost as sharp as your edge." Natsuki chuckled, obviously not picking up on the tension in the air.

Natsuki's smile slowly waivered as the seconds ticked by. Anon remained motionless, hoping that maybe if he stood still Yuri might go back to normal. Yuri's face remained neutral, evidently trying to process the sight in front of her. But soon her eyes narrowed to slits.

"You… chose HER over me!?" Yuri shrieked, tightening the grip on her knife, causing her knuckles to turn white, "THE FUCKING IMMATURE PINK BITCH!?"

Natsuki was vividly taken aback and nervously glanced at Anon, who's petrified expression told her all she needed to know.

"Well~ if that's what you want, mister LOVER BOY." Yuri spat as she ran her blade across her thumb, drawing blood.

Yuri lunged towards Anon, her knife at the ready. Anon barely managed to step back at the last moment, stumbling backwards into the vending machine.

Before Yuri could swing again, Natsuki swung her leg under Yuri, cutting Yuri's legs out from under her. Anon was frozen in fear, looking down at Yuri who was growling on the floor.

Natsuki, eager to stay alive, snatched ahold of Anon's arm and began pulling him to the exit, which quickly snaped him back to his senses.