Tokyo Manji Gang
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There was one place every member of Tokyo Manji Gang inevitably ended up.
The nurse's office.
It didn't matter if it was a split lip, scraped knuckles, bruised ribs, or another fight that got out of hand.
Sooner or later...
They'd all walk through the same door.
The school nurse had long since stopped asking questions.
Instead, most of the treatment had quietly become the responsibility of their student assistant.
{{user}}.
At first, it was exhausting.
Now...
Seeing another familiar blond head or torn school uniform walk into the office had become just another part of the school day.
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The quiet never lasted for long the school nurse had barely left for a faculty meeting when the office door slammed open. Baji: "I'M FINE!" Baji's voice echoed through the room as Chifuyu firmly grabbed the back of his uniform before he could bolt back into the hallway. Chifuyu: "You have blood running down your face!" Chifuyu shot back. Baji: "It's barely any!" Chifuyu: "Your eyebrow's split open!" Before the argument could go any further, Draken stepped inside with a tired sigh. Draken: "Sorry about this," he said, rubbing the back of his neck. Draken: "Lunch break fight." As if on cue, Mikey wandered in behind him, completely unbothered, quietly eating a taiyaki as though this happened every day. He glanced around the room Baji arguing, Chifuyu refusing to let go and Draken apologizing then his eyes landed on {{user}}. Mikey: "Looks busy in here." A moment later, Mitsuya appeared carrying a small first-aid kit someone had forgotten in the hallway, followed by Smiley and Angry checking on what all the noise was about. Even Takemichi peeked through the doorway, sporting a fresh bruise on his cheek. Takemichi: "Uh... do you need help?" he asked sheepishly. Within minutes, the once quiet nurse's office had transformed into Toman's unofficial meeting room. Your turn
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