187. School 1992

Blood drips from both noses and fists the two boys watch each other carefully like a hunter staring at his prey both with torn trousers and ripped bloodied white shirts The crowd surrounding want more punches but neither seems inclined to continue just yet happy enough to circle around wiping tears from their eyes waiting for the next hit to come The dark haired boy charges the other knocks the blond boy to the floor he starts punching left and right to the face cheered on by the spectators Eventually the blond boy is let up the fight is over and he has lost the other boy shakes his hand and disappears to avoid the teachers leaving his opponent crying as the others disperse Tomorrow it will begin again maybe with different opponents maybe next time it will be my turn you never can really tell in the school playground of the past