Realistic or Modern Sakura High [stopped]

[Lattice]

Jackson James



"Yeah that's what I thought fuck off." The group of three ran off which was slightly disappointing a fight on his first day before school had even started would have made the day interesting already but alas he wasn't that lucky, instead not only did the three-run off but upon picking up his school jacket a loud audible sigh escaped his mouth. His jacket was now damp and slightly dirty which was a great way to start the day oh well if anyone asked he was fighting. Jackson's hands returned to its original place in his pockets, while he himself could be classed as a bully in some people's eyes he refuses to gang up on people and most of the time helps the little guy which surprises a lot of people.

Jackson took a few seconds eyeing up the person who ran into him and something he didn't even notice before was the uniform he was wearing it was the same as Jackson's which meant one of two things, either he stole it which was unlikely or he went to the same school as Jackson...great just great lets hope this guy isn't a loudmouthed and talked about his savior to the whole school. Jackson wasn't interested in a talk or taking any sort of thanks for this he didn't do it to help the little guy he did it since he hates unfair fights helping someone else is just the downside of it.

Since the situation was over Jackson was about to start walking away before the guy he helped bowed causing Jackson to shake his head and sigh but allowing the other individual to fully finish what he wanted to say before a 'tsk' sound of annoyance came out of his mouth. "I have two things to say first things first don't thank me I didn't do it you help you I just don't like people ganging upon others." Jackson had already started walking at a rather slow pace making sure his words would still be heard. "Second I ain't looking for friends so just mind your own business I don't want anything from you." Jack's pace swiftly picked up his tall legs going into full motion. Unknown to Jackson he had left the scene for less than three seconds before he took a wrong turn he had the route to the train station memorized but to the school was a whole other mission.

Doughnut​

 

[Chiester]

( TerrorKitty - Miyuku) ( StaidFoal - Yuuto)

"Cute...?" Yurika raises an eyebrow. Was this some kind of flirting? She quickly dismissed the idea. "You are a strange girl".

She gazed at the crowd and saw that Miyuku was right, the crowd was dying down. "It's not enough, that amount is still not good". But the bell was about to ring in just a few minutes. Getting late on her first day was a new record for her. But... It's not a bad idea. Not at all.

She stares back at Miyuku, long and hard. She did say she was interested in Yurika and sure didn't seem like she would listen and leave her alone. She found her tenacity interesting... how far would she go?

"I think I will wait past the bell". Would she really stay late with her? Yurika stared at the girl expectedly. She made a point to herself to give her some sort of reward for her determination if she did. "If you wait with me I think we can talk some more-".

But in that instant Miyuku fell to the ground, tackled by a small boy that was now under her. Yurika guarded herself on reflex, closing her hands and raising them up to her chest to protect herself. Then she slowly took a few steps back, then stood there staring cautiously at the scene.

 

[TerrorKitty]

Miyuku Kozaki

"It's not a good example to be late, especially on the first day-" Miyuku was interrupted when she heard the sound of a kid stumbling his way through the mass of students "Hey are you o-" She was cut off again when he was flung to the ground in his arms, though the boy took the fall she was stuck sitting on his lap looking down cluelessly. "Oh my goodness, I'm so sorry. Let me um" She said trying to find his glasses and moving to reach for them only to slip forward and accidentally pressing her bust into Yuuto's face for a few seconds before she was able to pick herself up, sitting up on his lap again. "Oh here" grabbing the glasses and handing them to the boy she smiled down at him.

That's when Miyuku remembered the time. "Sorry, uh, gotta go. Be more careful next time ok?" she quickly added flashing a bright smile before climbing off the poor boy and grabbing Yurika by the hand again and dragging her inside. "Hurry, class starts soon." She said quickly putting her shoes in the locker and switching into her school shoes, waiting for Yurika to do the same before grabbing her hand again and leading her down the halls towards the 2nd year classes on the 2nd floor. "So um, what class is yours exactly?" She said after stopping, lost in the middle of the hall along with the other girl, in fact, there wasn't anyone around. Looking into a classroom she found it empty. "I think we're lost..."




Chiester StaidFoal

 

[StaidFoal]

Location: Notice boards
Interacting With: Mizaki Tsukiyama
Tags: frogmilk

Hachisuka Hayamoto

Hachi berated himself mentally. Of course she knew of him. He was on the headlines for some time, for crying out loud! The girl introduced herself to be Mizaki, and as it turns out she was a junior. Popular kids? He supposed that they were rather talked about a lot. Mizaki reminded him of Yuuto, who would blend into the background and by chance just bump into Hachi. Thinking of Yuuto, he looked around for a moment. Either the crowd was too thick or Yuuto had reverted back to his unnoticeable self, for he couldn't spot the shy kid. Hachi shrugged, facing Mizaki as she spoke.

Mizaki had recognized that he was senior, apologizing for informality. This confused Hachi. Nobody had ever actually apologized for informality, or more or less been formal with him, not even his own fath--No, don't think about him. Hachi smiled again after realizing that his countenance faltered for a few seconds, and he cursed himself for that. "No worries!" he said. "I have a friend that prefers to shy away from the limelight, and he talks to me like this all the time." To make sure she didn't feel too bad, he added, "For what it's worth, I don't even know how to be formal!" And he for that, he could only thank his da--Stop. Thinking. About him. Again, he had to fix his happy-go-lucky smile. This was just a normal, friendly conversation. No place for downing thoughts or mood swings.

The crowd was starting to disperse, and Hachi took notice. "Looks like everyone's heading to their class, which means I should probably be on my way..."

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Locations: Notice boards, then hallways
Interacting With: Yurika Orihara, Miyuku Kozaki (Maybe Masato Kasugazaki and Hana Takesheta)
Tags: TerrorKitty Chiester Trektek Doughnut

Yuuto Kojima

Yuuto was internally screaming, the pain the least of his problems. Somehow, he ended up on the floor with a very attractive woman sitting on his lap. He failed to hide the warm color creeping onto his face. The girl apologized despite it being entirely his fault, but before Yuuto could even say anything she reach for something in front of him, and slipped. His eyes widened as her bust clouded his vision; it became one of the rare moments where Yuuto actually yelled, though it was muffled by her rather large cleavage. By the time she lifted herself off, Yuuto felt half-dead. He felt her return his glasses, and he finally got a good look at her. She was smiling, as if completely oblivious to the service trauma she put him through.

Now, Yuuto was too shocked to apologize for his inappropriate behavior, and he could only watch frozen as the girl said sorry again, telling him to be a little more careful with a cheery smile. She dragged some other girl into the building, leaving Yuuto to catch his thoughts. Everything he learned of stoicism was thrown out the window, and he soon wobbled up on his feet. "Oh God..." he finally said, still mortified. "She knew what she was doing; playing with the heart of someone like me..."

Doing his best to purge that scene from mind, Yuuto ran back to the notice boards. The crowds were thinner, but Hachisuka was still there, talking to some girl. Yuuto pulled out his phone and zoomed in, taking a picture of his class number. He then broke into a sprint, not wanting to explain why he was late. He burst into the building, running through the corridors. He slowed around the corner after hearing voices, not wanting to run into another person. The boy said something about taking someone's lips as a peace offering, and Yuuto tried not to gag.

He carefully poked his head out, seeing Masato Kasugazaki with a short girl with glasses. He knew of Masato as a reckless playboy who played with girls' hearts based on what everyone said of him, though he never spoke with him personally. "I don't have time for this..." Yuuto mumbled, but despite his words he couldn't help but watch. Masato stole a kiss from the girl, thinking that nobody was watching. Yuuto pitied her, thinking that Masato would just toss her aside after a day or two. Maybe when that happened, he could take her for himself... Nah, that's impossible. She'll probably have a crush on another boy; someone who's prettier and braver than me... He would've walked past them to his class, but at that moment a group of girls turned into the hall form the other side.

Crap! It's the scantily dressed popular girls that have a crush on every popular boy in school! Yuuto could've walked past them, as they would have just ignored him like usual. However, there was an anticipating part of him that just wanted to watch. Yuuto watched from around the corner, careful not to make any noise. Sure, this scene already ensured that this school year wouldn't be perfect, but he had to admit that scenes like this were exactly like those in high school drama anime, and he would never pass a chance to watch. The leader of the girls greeted Masato, hugging his arm so that it went between her chest. She then noticed the short girl, blatantly calling out her plainness. Yuuto scowled when he heard that; she was still more attractive than those fake pigs. Yuuto eagerly watched for what Masato had to say...​

 

[Doughnut]

Kento Matsuyama

Location: Sakura High| Interacting with: Yuuto [ StaidFoal ]| Mentions: Jackson [ Lattice ] / Hana [ Trektek ] / Masato

Ah, there it was. The cliché I’m too much of a bad boy for you. Feeling his blood boil due to the treatment he received. Well, it was mainly his fault but hell, the guy could’ve been a little nicer. Especially after he suggested to treat for once ! It was rare that he did something like that so that kid should’ve just taken it for the way it was. Yet instead of having an outburst, he counted to five in order to calm him down and not swing his fist in the other’s direction with the intention of actually hurting him. Odd, he wasn’t usually the one to instigate a fight but this guy made him feel like punching. Just once wouldn’t hurt too much though just for the respect he didn’t receive. No. No he shouldn’t do that. Keep calm me ! He screamed inside of his head.

Deciding to just ignore the guy who zoomed past him and took a turn that definitely wasn’t leading towards the school. He groaned as he saw it happening already. Once he got to the street the kid turned into, he yelled in a loud and clear voice: ”It’s down this road you retard !” Politeness: gone. Why would he even be when he was treated the way he was. Without even waiting to see if the other heard him, he already started walking again in a slightly faster pace now or he was going to be late on the first day. How annoying, especially since he got up early for once.

Just a mere five minutes later, he reached the school and entered the domain. Making his way to the classroom, ignoring most of the people along the way until he reached the hallway. Seeing a boy lurking from behind the wall to something that wasn’t in his sight. Curiosity crawling up, he immediately stood next to him, raising an eyebrow as he followed the gaze which landed upon a group of people. ”Ah… He’s at it again…” He said bluntly, not caring if anyone heard him. ”Poor girl.” He commented soon after, sighing deeply as he had gotten used to this sight already. Unlike Kento who refused almost everybody, Masato accepted everyone [well most].

Putting one hand on the male next to him who was wearing some glasses. ”Or are you actually aiming for Kento?” He asked with a teasing voice. Geezes, he started to look like Masato sometimes and it made him want to throw up.

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[Chiester]

( TerrorKitty - Miyuku)

Yurika glanced at the boy behind them just to see his expression of shock, then went back to stare at the girl that was dragging her inside. That girl...Yurika noticed she was not just determined to get involved with her, but she would do it at her own pace. She is dangerous, to both herself and Yurika.

Oh well, Yurika decided that it would be useless to go against her, so her plan to skip the first period went down the drain. Supposedly. When Miyuku let go of her hand, she took off her schoolbag and opened it. from inside she took a plastic bag containing her indoor shoes. Wordlessly, as if it was normal, she changed shoes and put her previous ones on the plastic bag, and then inside her schoolbag. "I'm done". She said to Miyuku, who once again grasped her hand and took her further into the hallways.

But soon after they got into an empty hallway and Miyuku exclaimed they were lost. Really? And she was just walking around the hallways with all of the confidence in the world just a moment ago. Yurika frowned. "Don't rush forward without thinking..." She whispered to herself, though Miyuku could hear it clearly in the empty hallway. "We didn't stop by the billboard". That was true, they just dashed inside in a hurry.

Yurika herself wasn't really lost. she had come to this place many times before to have some quiet time. The classroom door didn't have a signpost saying which class it was, and that was because it wasn't really a classroom. Instead, it was just an unused clubroom in which the school stored their extra desks. It's just that Yurika had arranged the desks to resemble a classroom the year before. It was strange that the staff had left it like that this year.

She stared up at the tall girl. "But it's fine, this is my classroom". Yurika tugged at her arm a bit to let her know that she wanted to be let go of.

 

[Lattice]

Jackson James

Interaction: Kento- Doughnut , Yuuto - StaidFoal
Location: Sakura High

Jackson continued walking the wrong way all these streets look the same to him so it made it difficult to get around without decent landmarks around that gave it away. The scene from a few seconds ago playing in his head over and over, he knew he could have been nice hell even ignoring the guy would have been nicer but he didn't really care people can think whatever they want about him the fewer friends he had the better fewer chances for him to get hurt that way. He slowly began reaching into his pocket to pull out his headphones once again before a voice reached his ears. ”It’s down this road you retard !” The voice matched the individual from before causing a familiar "tsk" sound to escape from Jackson's lips, he should have just left him to get beaten up.

Jackson twisted around and backtracked towards the street he was just on a few seconds ago before he began heading to school the right way this time, the scene from earlier still lingering in his head along with the words from his mother the day before. "Remember no fighting and try to make some friends being lonely isn't fun for anyone." Well the no fighting he had kept with by the skin of his teeth but the making friends well he blew that chance. Jackson's pulled out his headphones he placed them into his ears and began listening to music, that was enough social interactions, for now, he had nearly gotten into a fight and most likely angered someone from his school and he hadn't even arrived at the school gates for the first time yet.

It didn't take much time to arrive at the school from his current location he had made it the majority of the way before the minor set back and luckily he wasn't late after all that wouldn't look good his first day at school, no not even that his first day at any school in Japan and arriving late would have been a great start. He paused for a second just past the gates of the school and began looking around it was busy that was to be expected so Jackson did what he did best, he put an intimidating look on his face and angrily glanced at anyone that threw a look in his direction giving off a very 'talk to me and I'll punch you' aura until he reached nearby the entrance to where the main crowd seemed to be where his face went back to its natural position. Just before the entrance was a few billboards and on them were the class assignments, one good thing with being a foreigner his name was incredibly easy to spot and one good thing about being tall was he could just look over the crowd to find his name and just like that he had a destination to find.

Jackson's hands reached up to his headphones again before turning off his music and placing them back in his pocket. The noises of people talking and walking were the first thing to hit his ears followed by a comment from two people stood close by him. "What are they feeding him?" Jackson's eyes tracked down the duo who were giving glances towards Jackson it was clear they were talking about him, Jackson crumpled up his face and put his intimidating look back on his face before he slowly lifted his hand showing it towards the duo before swiftly sticking his middle finger up and the two, needless to say, the two quickly decided to leave not wanting to mess with the 6'5 male what a great start to the school year so far.

Jackson decided it was about time he actually headed inside of the school and once again swiftly got lost he had no idea on the layout of the school, ah if only he didn't try to scare everyone off he would have had someone that could have told him where to go but there's no point dwelling on the past he'd find it eventually. Jackson continued walking down a hallway into another hallway, then another one...and another one, and another one after that before it was finally starting to annoy him he had no clue where he was nor how to get to his classroom. "What is this place a fucking maze?" Jackson muttered under his breath.

That's it Jackson has had enough it was time to do something he wasn't expecting to do be nice and ask for help. Jackson decided that he would try one more hallway...just one more before deciding to ask for help, that one hallway made no difference however it was a quiet hallway with two people at the end of it so that was a plus side. Jackson began walking over to the two people who by the looks of things one was giving some sort of prep talk or something with a hand on his shoulder, the more Jackson looked at the taller one out of the two the more he thought he knew him but it must have just been his imagination after all Jackson only knew two people in Japan and unless he's a female or an old man it's unlikely to be him.

It didn't take long for Jackson to get over to the two. "Excuse me would either..." Jackson began speaking, rather than his usually aggressive tone it was calmer but almost sounded like he was talking through gritted teeth then his eyes glanced at the taller individual that's why he thought he knew him it was the guy he helped out before fuck out of everyone in the school it just had to be this guy. "Oh, it's you again fuck it never mind." Just like that Jackson spun around and slowly began walking away he really wasn't in the mood for a confrontation.


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[Trektek]

Hana Takesheta
Location: School Hallway
Mentions/Interacting: Doughnut (Masato)

As she pulled herself back up from bowing deeply and giving her deepest apologies, she saw that he had taken a step back as well. Certainly that meant that he was going to just accept it and they would be able to get back to their own lives. Yes. Then she could put this whole entire experience behind her and continue on with things being of a more perfect variety. It was such a fiasco already. At least the hallway had seemed to mostly have cleared out so that people hadn't really seen this exchange. She wouldn't want her reputation to get sullied in any manner.

Her focus was however brought back to the boy in front of her when he started to speak to her. Apparently his accepting of her apology came with strings attached. Perhaps she knew of her background and was going to ask of some favors or something in exchange for continued sanity and normalcy within her life. Oh very well, as long as it wasn't something outrageous or something, it would have to be acceptable.

Then she heard the words erupting from his mouth. Llips? Did he say that he would take her lips as an offering? As in a kiss? Wait. That couldn't be what he meant. She must be mistaken and heard the words wrong. Her ears must be clogged or just misheard from the noises in the hall. That must be it. Her mind was churning at lightspeed as she internally freaked out while he came in and gave her a quick peck on the lips and pulling away with a smile.

It was almost as though a blue screen of death came over her. On he one hand, the rationale and analytical potion of her mind was all set to lash out in anger. How dare this boy who she didn't even know kiss her. It was unwanted and a violation of her space and self. On the other hand, the more emotional part of her brain was giddy that anyone had kissed her at all. It was her first kiss, as abrupt as it was. She was forced to stay away from any and all entanglements considering she was betrothed at a young age. His lips was not what she had expected, even for the moment that it was on hers. Far softer than she would have thought a boy's lips would be, and wetter too.

She didn't know how to react for what seemed like eternity, allowing a group of girls to come upon them. She watched emotionally distant as they were all over Masato. That was his name, she thought. She had heard it before.

They called her plain. And then Masato agreed. She felt rage well up inside her. Plain. PLAIN. SHE WAS NOT PLAIN! She knew that she was not plain. That was absurd.

"Plain! Why are you calling me plain?" She raised her voice as she pointed angrily a Masato. "If I was so plain, then why did you just kiss me?" Hana yelled just a bit louder than she would have liked. But her blood was boiling and even if she would regret it later, which she almost certainly would, she was mad. How dare this boy kiss her and then complain to another girl right in front of her that she was plain.​

 

[StaidFoal]

Location: Hallways
Interacting With: Kento Matsuyamae and Jackson James (Maybe Masato Kasugazaki and Hana Takesheta)
Tags: Doughnut Trektek Lattice

Yuuto Kojima

Not long after Yuuto began to watch did another boy creep up on him. He looked up behind him to see a white-haired boy, who he knew as the infamous Kento Matsuyamae. Yuuto's eyes widened, and was frozen again, this time out of fear. He overheard other students say the pissing him off ever so slightly would leave them with a broken nose and a concussion. He knew that he should never believe what people say about others, but there was the very slim chance that they were right... take Hachisuka for example. Kento made a few short comments about how Masato was at it again, and pitying the girl as well. Yuuto wasn't even sure if Kento was talking to him or not. When he asked, "Or are you actually aiming for Kento?" Yuuto forced himself to open his mouth, but no response came out.

"Excuse me, would either..." Yuuto turned to the voice, only to have his jaw drop and eyes widen. His eyes crawled up to the giant's face, which easily stood one and a half feet over Yuuto. In addition to that, he looked like he could break someone's back in one second, and his voice sounded as if he was very annoyed at them. Yuuto would've screamed if he didn't know any better, but he was still extremely frightened by this colossus figure. He wanted to run, but found that his body had frozen in the presence of this person. Being short was already a burden, but to meet someone of this size?

The tall man then shot a petrifying glare, which thankfully wasn't directed at Yuuto, or else he might have had a panic attack. He changed his mind after recognizing Kento, and thankfully began to slowly retreat. Yuuto began to breath again, not realizing that his lungs stopped functioning when caught in the towering man's sight. Yuuto couldn't help but think: Why are all the scary people in this one hallway?!?

At the same time, the girl Masato had kissed yelled in anger. Why is this happening? Why did I decide to watch? Why couldn't I have just gone to class? These thoughts ran through Yuuto has he spun around to look at his surroundings. Around the corner was the playboy who stole the heart of a somewhat nerdy girl--much like Yuuto, really--and a group of girls that only cared about their looks. Around him was the boy who would punch you just for looking at him funny, and then there was the absolute giant of a man that looked as if he could wrestle three bears at once! In the middle of it all was a nerdy boy, roped into this scene when all he wanted to do was watch.​

 

[Blitzkrieg Bob]

DAISUKE MINAMOTO

Place: School hallways
Interactions: Himari Nakamura
Luciearea
Anyone

He didn't turn to her after she asked where he was from, but his expression changed from calm to emotionless during an instant, she had asked for help and that wasn't wrong, but she was getting into some more personal matters.

After all, Daisuke's calmness wasn't for free, it was a way to put distance between him and other people, a gentle wall between him and the others that distinguished a boy with an aristocratic heritage. "I am from Hokkaido".

He replied, leaving her without an answer would have been rude, and the girl didn't seem like a bad person, actually looking at her playing with her hair was kind of cute, and her straightforward talking was refreshing. 'She is cute' that thought that would be very normal in any teenager ...scared him.

"Sakura High is one of the most respectable schools in the city". He replied without any warmness or emotion, this time he didn't mind to hide his indfference, if not his hostility with a subtle sarcasm. "I guess a foreigner like you will be very popular in no time". He didn't like to be like that, but he knew it was neccessary.

Indeed, when he entered in middle school, a few girls approached with a casual talk like this, a casual talk that became into friendship, and later they tried to turn that friendship into something more... but it can't be. He was bethroted.

Even once he thought seriously about becoming more than a friend with teammate of his kendo club who cnfessed to him. 'Megumi'. That name was a painful memory, but also motivated him to cut any chance of a friendly relation, and then killing any chance of breaking her heart.

He found Himari's classroom and indicated where she should go. "I'm sorry, I wish to take you there, but I'm really busy". He replied leaving her and walking away by the hallways and thinking about what could be of that scene if he wasn't bethroted, but just anotherboy.

 

[TerrorKitty]

Miyuku Kozaki

Miyuku was overcome with the need to facepalm, though she settled with a large sigh. She hadn't given the other girl a chance to look at her classes. Miyu already knew where hers was, she simply wanted to double-check. Rushing in without thinking, definately a bad habit. It seems like they had ended up in the less used part of the school where a lot of unused rooms lay after construction a few years back, some of them are used for clubs though not as much anymore as they were mostly moved to the newer additions to the school. "What? This...Is your homeroom?" Miyu said letting go of the girl's hand and walking inside the empty room, just as the school bell rang out, making her let out another long sigh. "I'm going to have to talk to a counselor about this later..." She said under her breath.

"So." She continued, walking deeper into the room, "This is your class huh? Skipping isn't a very good look you know, but I understand you probably have your reasons." Miyu looked back at the girl. "People talk about you behind your back, say your dangerous, etc. So you hide away, always on defense. You don't trust anyone but yourself." She said quite directly as she began to walk to Yurika. "It must be really, scary and lonely living that way..." Miyu now stood in front of the small girl, her eyes filled with concern. Living a fast-paced full rose-colored life was so normal for herself, it was easy to pass by those who find themselves in a dark gray world, but this girl, if she gave it a shot...Just maybe. "I want to help, in any way I can." Miyu was now leaning forward bringing herself to eye level with Yurika.

She avoided the crowds, felt that anyone that was nice to her would jeopardize themselves, took her shoes with her, obviously so she could leave the school at any moment she felt she needed to, and insisted to stay in an empty part of the school, no doubt by habit. This girl..."Yurika.." Miyu whispered, tucking her hair behind her ear, before leaning in slowly and closing her eyes as she gently pressed her lips against the other girl.




Chiester

 

[Doughnut]

Kento Matsuyama

Location: Sakura High| Interacting with: Yuuto [ StaidFoal ] / Jackson [ Lattice ]| Mentions: TBA

The tense behaviour of the smaller boy made him wonder why that even was. It wasn’t like he was going to eat him alive. Though he might get hungry along the class period… His eyes fixated back to the crowd in front though, it looked interesting yet too much of a hassle since Masato was involved. That guy was tiring. Luckily at home, he didn’t need to look at his cousin’s face the whole time. Long live separate bedrooms ! Eyes shifting back to the smaller kid, who really seemed like a 12 year old. Though before the guy could even say anything, they were interrupted by a voice that was a bit too familiar for his own liking.

The thing appeared again. With a ticked off expression on Kento’s face as he turned around abruptly to look at the towering figure. ”You know… it’s really impolite to say such things to someone who’s been at this school longer.” He could say that, since he absolutely couldn’t miss such a figure even if he wanted to. He growled back, annoyance now clear in his voice unlike how he conversated with the shrimp. ”You’ll really get beaten up one day if you stay like that. Even if you’re that big of a kid.” His eyes squinting while looking up. There went his attempt on staying calm, thrown right out of the window.

His hands were formed into fists by now, even momentarily forgetting about the bystander who was still in close proximity. He didn’t want to get innocent people involved into his quarrel, he wasn’t one to do it that way. They didn’t do anything to deserve that kind of treatment in the first place. Let’s say that it was one of Kento’s nicer sides. And despite being this pissed off, he would never be the one to first instigate the fight unless the situation called for it.

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Masato Kasugazaki

Location: Sakura High| Interacting with: Hana [ Trektek ]| Mentions: Kento / Yuuto [ StaidFoal ] / Jackson [ Lattice ]

”Oh.” Escaped Masato’s mouth as he didn’t expect for the girl to burst out like that. Even if it didn’t look intimidating in the slightest, she seemed pretty serious about the plain thing. Well, she was wrong as she didn’t look anything special. Perhaps it was her own warped mind that made her think that way. But he was pretty sure that she wasn’t unique. She didn’t really have anything that would make people turn around. Perhaps the glasses and the timid attitude she had before, but that was about it. No shiny remarks.

Sighing as she brought up the kiss. Rolling his eyes in addition. ”You see. You can’t expect me to just take a lazy apology like that after bumping into me and practically slamming my back against the wall. Don’t you think?” He responded in a calm voice. He didn’t really express any anger on his face nor did he radiate it. It almost seemed like he just swatted away a fly at the very best. ”Anyway, don’t take it too seriously. You could see it as me accepting your apology with interest. Like how you pay back a loan.” He explained, not thinking that he did anything wrong. He just said straight facts.

Then hearing some voices from the other side of the hallway, revealing three figures which went from really big to seriously small. They could’ve been a comedy trio if they would have some humour inside of them. Though one voice sounded too familiar. His cousin. The raspy voice was easily recognized to Masato.

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[Trektek]

Hana Takesheta
Location: School Hallway
Mentions/Interacting: Doughnut (Masato)

He was so calm in his response and demeaner to her outburst. It just made her feel more and more angry. He was insulting her very appearance, saying that she was plain when she was clearly not. Just because she had well trimmed hair with clean and ironed outfit, did not make her plain and boring. Just senseible and clean. Like how she was supposed to present herself, especially while she was at school. Especially when she represented her family. And there was the true kicker. She had let this whole thing flip herself all around. She had let Masato place her on edge, taking advantage of her very lips while making light of it.

Hana liked that kiss far more than she would ever let Masato know. Especially with his flippant and care free attitude to the situation. It was the first time that she had ever been kissed, but the way he treated it, he must get kissed multiple times a day on the lips. And probably did plenty of other things as well. That kiss stirred up all kinds of feeling and emotions that she was not at all ready to deal with and the fact that they had an audience and that she already had had an outburst had only made it worse. She just wanted to go back into her bed and curl up into a little ball with her hands on her knees and cry deep tears.

This wasn't how the first day of school was supposed to go. Not at all. It was far off the rails and all because she tripped over her own feet which sealed her fate.

How did this whole situation get so flipped. Usually in arguments she was the one that was cool and collected, presenting all the facts while the other blathered on emotionally and without substance It was time to get a better handle on the situation. Hana stopped everything and took a deep breath before responding. Even the addition of Masato rolling his eyes would not deter her.

Hana held her arms down by her side with her hands outstretched like two fans as she let go of her anger before it made her make an even bigger fool of herself than she already had, or even worse, make her late to class.

"Fine. If that was what it took. Then consider us even. I..." Hana seemed like she was going to say more on the subject but was distracted by the loud yelling coming from behind them. As she turned to look, she saw two tall boys, one that was very ,very tall and one that seemed like a monster. Was he really in school or was that an adult pretending. She didn't really want to find out, especially with them getting louder.

Hana turned back to Masato. "Actually, I'm going to leave before I'm late to class. I suggest you do the same." She walked off speedily, a bit more safely now that the halls had mostly cleared out and made a beeline for class before the bell would go off.​

 

[ElenaIsCool]

Pamela J. Delgado
Location: Hallway of Drama

The halls eventually cleared out and Pamela was able to see the bulletin board. Her class and Jose's were different, obviously. The girl shot a look at her little brother, who was looking a bit worried. She gave him a pat on the head.

"Don't worry, Jose you'll be okay. If anyone messes with you, call me and I'll deal with them. Don't talk to other girls unless the situation is unavoidable, understand? If you make any friends, introduce me to them during recess vale? Don't want you hanging around bad infuluence."

Jose gave her a weak smile and a nod before walking off to his class with a nervous look on his face. Did she gi overboard with the suggestions? Nah.

Pamela started making her own way to her class, something that was completely impossible due to the size of the school. This was where she was going to attend now, might as well get used to it.

"-call me plain?"

...Que?..

It was a girl's voice, filled with an emotion she knew too well; anger.

"-just kiss me?"

Double que? The girl's voice again! What the hell was going on? Was she being harrassed on her first day? Pam growled, her expression contorting into one of rage. There were these kind of people in Japan too? Wow..

Pamela took a deep breath and made her way towards the source of the sound, to find a trio of a nerd, a weirdo and a Goliath of a human being doing a pathetic attempt at being bystanders. Who they were stalking was a good looking boy surrounded by girls who looked like total putas and the sound of recently left footsteps.

Pamela shot a small glare at the trio, putting her hands in the pocket of her hoodie.

"Tch, cobardes*"

Pamela muttered under her breath and made her way towards the middle of the hallway and looked around.

"So, which one of you was harrasing a girl?"

Doughnut Trektek StaidFoal Lattice

 

[Chiester]

( TerrorKitty - Miyuku)
(Fake Classroom)

As Miyuku walked in, Yurika did so as well. She walked slowly, touching each desk along her way to the window. She sighs. Of course, a member of the student council would tell a counselor about her using a room without permission. She guessed it was time to say goodbye to her last secret base.

Yurika rests her hands on the window frame and stares at the almost empty entrance. The second floor wasn't really panoramic, but it was something. Skipping not being good? She had heard that speech many times before. She stared at the sakura trees, planning to ignore the predictable sermon, but she couldn't ignore what she said next. Yurika turns around to face Miyuku, eyes wide open. She... understands? She understood her. How could she? Who is she? What is she? Why!? This is not normal! DANGER DANGER DANGER.

"No...". She did not deny her words, but the fact that she was peering into her heart so easily. Yurika felt she was dangerous, the most dangerous, but not the kind of dangerous she was used to. Because of this, she was afraid. She was terrified. She tried to step away from the approaching Miyuku, but she was right against the window. She raised her hands to protect herself, but all she managed to do was feeling her fast-beating heart. Help her? There was nothing she could do. What was she talking about? She was confused, and seeing the tall girl leaning closer and closer to her face sure didn't help.

And then, it happened. That kiss was soft and gentle, the most gentle thing she had felt in a very long time. The feeling of her warmth calmed her heart and cleared her mind, going blank for a few seconds. This was not good... not good at all! Tears began falling from her eyes. Was she sad? Or was she happy? She didn't know. But it filled her with despair.

"Get... get away from me!" Yurika pushed her away, breaking her connecting with her, but with her weak body she only managed to get a little bit of space. Still, this was enough for her to slip by and dash to the side. She stood a few steps from Miyuku, both of her fists clenched at her sides. Furiously glaring at her while biting her lower lip trying not to cry, but failing. "You...! You...!!". And then, her rage suddenly stopped. Her fits disappeared as she grasped the hem of her skirt. She looked down at the floor as the tears kept falling at her feet.

"......". There was a long pause. She breathed deeply, calming herself down, and as she did so her tears slowed down. A moment of quiet. Wind. Distant voices. But that long silence of only 10 seconds didn't last forever. She spoke again. "We should be able to find my classroom in the student records at the Student Council Room". She said this, still avoiding Miyuku's gaze by looking at the ground, hiding under her bangs.

 

[TerrorKitty]

Miyuku Kozaki

The kiss was soft and warm. A feeling blew through Miyuku and into her cheeks which turned bright red despite her seemingly overwhelming confidence. It felt good but just as scary. Had she acted too quickly? Why was she doing this in the first place? Miyu only wanted to help, so why a kiss? Was it a selfish action? So many thoughts were swirling through her mind. No calm down, try to slow down...

Then she felt a weak force against her chest before the smaller girl dodged to the side. She was...Crying and it broke Miyuku's heart. She did this...What was she thinking? Oh god, what was she doing to this poor scared girl? Miyu was close to crying herself, feeling like a complete idiot. "He-" That's when Yurika began to talk but she couldn't get any words out. Yurika was shaken to her very core...And it was all Miyu's fault.

She silently stood and listened to the emotional girl but silence fell. Waiting for something, anything to happen and rip them back to reality. That's when Yurika told her they could find her class at the student council office, there's no way she wanted to actually go, but to get away from these feelings she just might try anything. Miyuku thought hard. It would be best for them to do so, go to class and forget this ever happened, but...Would that actually help Yurika in the end? She will continue to be a scared and lonely girl who had a terrifyingly emotional encounter with an upperclassman she never met, a girl no less. No...That wouldn't be right.

Maternal instincts kicked into Miyu as she stepped forward quietly and took Yurika into her arms, hugging her with the gentleness of a mother consoling their child after being scared by the darkness in their closet. "Shhh...I won't make you go to class...I won't tell anyone about your spot...About this...Us.." She said calmly, though her face read blank, she was on autopilot. "I didn't mean to hurt you, I just...I wanted to..." What did she want, why did she do this? "I wanted to let you know that someone cares about you...I care about you, even if I don't know you, even if you're younger, even if people started talking bad about me, even...." She paused. "Even if you don't care about yourself. I do."



Chiester

 

[Chiester]

( TerrorKitty - Miyuku)
(Fake Classroom)

Yurika stood there, unmoving, as she was held by Miyuku. It was warm, very warm... But she couldn't look at her. Who was this girl? She just suddenly came into her life saying she would help her... that she cared for her. She should be planning something, right? ....right? But Yurika couldn't think of anything. "It's so scary... you are scary..." Scary? That didn't cut it. Yurika es terrified of someone getting close to her. She was terrified of having someone to hurt. But she also couldn't run away. She just stood in her embrace, feeling that strange warmth that surrounded the girl.

Slowly she began to calm down, her tears dying down with every breath she took. As she did so, she softly leaned forward, resting some of her weight on Miyuku's chest, also softening her shoulders and letting go of her skirt. "I... understand." Was the best she could say. She wasn't sure enough of her feelings to reciprocate or distrustful enough to push her away one final time... But she could thank her. "Thank you". Maybe... maybe she was genuine. But that just made her want to stay away from her even more. "I'm... not going to stop you".

She needed to think. She needed to think a lot. Everything in her said this was not good, but... "But, I want to be alone. For now. We can meet... later". Now she was arranging a meeting with... a friend? She stopped herself by feeling happy. Yurika put both of her hands on Miyuku's belly softly, gently, telling her she wanted some space. "Please".

 

[StaidFoal]

Location: Hallway
Interacting With: Kento Matsuyamae, Jackson James, Masato Kusagazaki, Pamela Delgado
Tags: Doughnut Lattice ElenaIsCool

Yuuto Kojima

Why me? The girl Masato had kissed ran off. The only other person like him in this one hallway disappeared around the corner, and now he felt alone between two battle-ready monsters and the playboy who noticed them, thanks to the kids who joined Yuuto no doubt. Not only that, but an exchange student sent a glare his way, calling them "cobardes" before injecting herself into the conversation. He didn't know what that meant, but he figured it was an insult. Where was Hachisuka when he needed him? He always had a certain magic that diffused situations like this! He must've been still outside at the notice boards, talking with that girl or something.

The exchange student bravely confronted the students, demanding to know who of the boys was harassing a girl. Yuuto guessed that she overheard everything, and now he was caught up in the middle of her vendetta. He didn't know if he was in her list of suspects, but he really didn't feel like finding out. Right now, Yuuto had to escape this cursed hallway. Both sides were blocked, though, by very formidable forces. Behind him were the two gorillas about to start World War III. In front of Yuuto was Masato and the scantily dressed women, but those were the least of his concerns. The exchange student looked furious, ready to throw down whoever she believed to be the culprit with no mercy.

Between Bigfoot vs Godzilla and La Chancla, Yuuto instantly knew that the former was the safer option. He hoped to use his rather small stature to get by, holding his breath as he thought that making a noise would send them barreling towards him. He sent a quick prayer to whatever god there was that he'd make it out alive. He sidled behind Kento, glancing between the two boys and at La Chancla, hoping they wouldn't notice him.​

 

[Blitzkrieg Bob]

DAISUKE MINAMOTO

Place: School hallways
Interactions:
StaidFoal - Yuuto kojima
ElenaIsCool - Pamela Delgado
Doughnut - Kento Matsuyama
Lattice - Jackson James

Daisuke walked by the hallways, he was still thinking in that blonde girl she had left alone a few moments back, he didn't like to be like that, but again, for a boy raised in an almost aristocratic family the balance between what he might like and what he 'must' do always inclines in favor of the latter.

He sighed and continued walking, and encountered a hallway where a few studentts seemed to be in a disagreement of some sort, in particular, the tall foreigner and the white haired senpai.

Anyway, he didn't have time to entertain himself watching their disagreement, he still needed to go to his classroom, he didn't want to be late in his first day of school, because he was a Minamoto and had to give a good impression of his family all time and at all places, it was a responsability bigger than someone might thought, which included -of course- punctuality.

But his punctuality might be affected by that crowded hallway in front of him. Crowded hallways weren't something unusual, in the first day many students were struggling to find their classroom, what was unusual was that the crowd was formed by a gaijin girl, a big guy, a bigger gaijin, and a guy with a harem of girls together, not to count the bystanders chatting about a tsundere-ish girl kissed some minutes before and others betting on a fight that might come in the following minutes-.

Daisuke looked at them for a second, if people wanted to fight in the hallway he'd let them be, that's simply some people's nature, the tall foreigner and the white haired guy fighting might be an event more interesting that Pacquiao vs. Mayweather match, but right now they were just a traffic jam.

"Excuse me" he said politely "would you mind?" he asked indicating with his hand that they were in the middle of the hallway, and he was asking them to move, although Daisuke might have tried to try to walk around and close to the walls avoiding them or turn back and take another hallway he wasn't with the mood or the time to do so, besides, he was just asking them to move aside a little.

Though the 3 boys were taller than Daisuke, and the tall foreigner was the one nearest to Daisuke itself, his words were not like a hesitant beg nor a demanding complaint, he simply asked them to move aside since he didn't have the time to turn back and take other way, apparently he wasn't the only one, judging by another boy with glasses who seemed have gotten stuck in the traffic jam.

 

[Lattice]

Jackson James

Interactions: Doughnut - Kento Matsuyama, StaidFoal - Yuuto kojima, ElenaIsCool - Pamela Delgado, Daisuke Minamoto - Blitzkrieg Bob
Place: Sakura High - 'Drama hallway'

Jackson slowly started walking away but it didn’t take long for him to stop in his tracks, the longer he was here the busy this hallway got and the more full of drama. In the distance, the first thing he noticed was some chick complaining about how someone called her plain or something. Jackson will never understand why people would take something like that as an insult, what does she want to be 6’5 and stick out like a sore thumb however the truth was relieved. Taking a guess Jackson thought that some guy kissed her and then said to one of his friends that she was plain it made more sense to him why she might find this insulting still it was none of his business.

The outburst from the girl had caused Jackson to not only stop but to turn around he was interested in how this was going to turn out even if it had nothing to do with him and that’s when his eyes dropped to the smaller male quicky he looked...scared. Perhaps scared wasn’t the right word, it looked like he was trying to escape and even Jackson knew he was most likely one of the causes being well over a foot taller than him, hell if someone was a foot taller than Jackson he would feel the same especially being caught between a mountain and a hard place but does he really have to be such a wimp about it it’s not like Jackson going to eat him or anything.

Jackson had almost forgot...he still had to deal with the situation in front of him judging from the change in the taller male’s tone he was truly angry which was to be expected. Jackson listened closely to the taller male and his words were true Jackson should so some respect to an upperclassman especially now that he was in Japan but would he is the real question? No is the answer Jackson was a action over words type of guy hell he was a action’s over age, wealth, gender anything type of guy he didn’t care who you were nor anything about you he cared how you act and this tall guy was ticking all the right boxes.

Jackson stayed silent for a second before a huge grin covered his face. “ I li” Just as he was about to respond before he was cut off, which is a shame since he was just about to say something nice. Jackson turned to face the newcomer with a very confused look on his face at the question. “Well, it ain’t any of us now shove off important conversation going on here.” Jackson’s said the voice was straight forward and as per usual harsh he quickly turned to Jack the taller male again. “Like I was just about to say.” A sigh escaped from Jackson’s voice as he spoke. “I like y” He was so close...so close before it happened again.

"Excuse me" "would you mind?" Jackson cannot remember the last time five words had annoyed this much, he was about to be nice, about to try and make a friend but oh no the world wouldn’t let him do that now would it no this is what he gets for trying to be nice.” fuck it.” The two words ran through his mind over and over school hadn’t even started yet and he already wanted to kill somebody. Jackson was well and truly defeated as he simply stepped to the side allowing the newcomer to the group go past. "Your right, someone will beat me up one day but not today." It's typical Jackson managed to get all that out without a problem but saying he liked someone and asking them to be friends that just can't happen, can it.​

 

[TerrorKitty]

Miyuku Kozaki

Miyuku listened intently, nodded as she backed off. Gave a silent bow before walking out of the classroom and sliding the door closed. Once outside she took a moment to breathe. Clutching her chest tightly. She only just realized how hard her heart was pounding, did it hurt? Did it feel good? There really was no way to tell, but now priorities have changed and it was time for her to begin school for real.

Walking down the hallways, back into the populated part of school things remained quite quiet, everyone was in homeroom now. Eventually, Miyu got to the staff room and knocked gently, followed a brief talk to a counselor about assisting a student get to class and needing a pass for herself. It was all a complete lie, but the counselor didn't even blink when they handed it to the student. Miyuku Kozaki, top-grade student, part of the student council. It was almost cheating. She bowed and smiled before making her way back to homeroom. Passing some other students in the halls. She would have told them to get to class but the hall monitor would see to that.

After arriving at homeroom where things were just beginning. She missed rollcall and students started whispering but it was put asunder when the teacher gave a stern look at the students before accepting her pass with a smile. "Ms.Kozaki is part of the student council and one of the hardest working students the school has had in recent. You will all do well to follow her example." The teacher said gesturing at her.

"Sorry for being late everyone. I hope to get to know everyone and have a great year with you all." She said blushing a little.

"We have quite a few new Students Ms.Kozaki, would you mind giving them a more detailed introduction." He said, hinting at the chatter. Rumors were already being concocted. White hair, red-eyed giant. Miyuku was different. She had two moms. She worked in machinery. She had a girlfriend before. Rumors could be vicious.

"Oh yes. My name is Kozaki, Miyuku, I'm half German and I've lived in Germany for a few years but I've also grew up here in Japan. My parents work in the Engineering industry and I hope to follow in their footsteps." She explained to the class, the gossip turning to awe, soon students were raising their hands to ask questions about her life in Germany, what is was like growing up in both countries, etc. All while the teacher erased the board, nodding to himself that this will be a good year.



Chiester

 

[Chiester]

After the girl left, leaving her all alone, Yurika clenched her chest as well. Her heart hurt, but in a way she wasn't used to. She stood like that for a minute, trying to understand what it was. But one can only stay like that for so long. She took off her glasses and dried her eyes using her sleeves. The tears had mostly stopped, but some of them still appeared slowly.

She looks at the classroom. Empty. She was alone, just as she wanted, right? So then why did she noticed how empty it was today far more than before? She took off her schoolbag while walking to the front rows. She sets it on the floor beside her seat, and sits on the one right in the middle of the first row. She puts her arms above the desk, and then slowly leans forward until her head is resting on her arms. Today had been a tiresome day, far more than usual. That girl... Miyuku. She made her feel too much and now her brain was a mess. Yurika chose not to think about anything anymore and rest, letting the soft wind passing through her hair sooth her.

 

[StaidFoal]

Location: Hallway to Fake Classroom
Interacting With: Yurika Orihara
Tags: Chiester

Yuuto Kojima

Passersby kept interrupting the towering man from throwing what he imagined was a nasty insult until he finally gave up. Somehow, it didn't end up in a fist fight, and somehow Yuuto was still alive. Run. Yuuto broke away from the group, finally. He didn't run past the girls to where his classroom was, opting to take the longer way around. Run! Yuuto hoped that his size helped with his speed, darting far away until he could no longer hear the ensuing arguments. RUN! The nerdy boy narrowly dodged students who would scowl as he passed. He didn't want to bump into another girl, but running was more important at the moment.

At last, he was free. Yuuto leaned against a wall, breathing heavily. He couldn't help but laugh, as if he just escaped a life-threatening situation unscathed. Now, though, came another problem. Yuuto checked the time on his phone, and he would've spat his drink out if he had one. Not giving his body another second to rest, he started into a full sprint again. He just ran, scanning the room numbers hall to hall. Yuuto couldn't help but think that he's never made a wrong choice, and that all his problems were at the fault of others. It's not like he wanted bump into that tall woman; it was that kid that shoved him aside, and her fault for having such a big display. It's not like he wanted to get caught up in that dramatic hallway; it was because of those brutish popular boys that trapped him there! His mind then resurfaced one last memory... Except he wanted to stop a guilty man from getting the right verdict. He wanted to follow Takeda's orders for his own desires; that of having a real friend. He wanted to burden himself with the shame, and he wanted to take Takeda's call; all so he could keep Hachisuka his friend...

Yuuto shook his head free of those nasty thoughts when he spotted a familiar room. It was always empty, being used as a sort of storage room. Yuuto knew it well; after all, it was his quiet place back in... First Year? It really didn't feel that long ago... He was still irked by how late he was in the first day of school, but he figured that he needed some quiet time. Yuuto slowly opened the door, making no noise. Much to his surprise, the desks were arranged in a way that it was a classroom. To his even greater surprise, there was already someone there; her.

Yuuto tip-toed closer, silently closing the door. He knew what people said about her, that she was in with the Yakuza. However, unlike the other things he heard of other people, this rumour just sounded too... absurd. Thankfully, Yurika was napping, her head buried in her arms. He knew what that type of loneliness felt like, back in middle school (he didn't notice Yurika when he bumped into Miyuku). Making sure not to bother her, Yuuto sat in the desk to the side of hers. He also laid his head in his arms, but looking at her, smiling kindly. He didn't know her personally, nor had they ever spoken to each other. He wished that he would be the one to tell her that he didn't buy the rumours at all, but he couldn't. Why? Because there was the harsh truth; I'm a coward.

Even when she was asleep, Yurika looked saddened. He thought it was from having to put up a tough face everyday, having nobody to actually care about. Another thought came to mind; this would be the closest Yuuto would ever go to her, maybe even vice versa. Why? Because I'm a coward. Aside from that thought, he couldn't help but feel... close? Attracted? He really didn't know the answer, but he felt something, Yuuto would quickly shake his head, smiling with a hint of sadness. Having a crush on her was even more absurd; there were tons more attractive guys in school; her eye would catch anyone not Yuuto,

After realizing how much of a creep he was being for staring at her, smiling, Yuuto looked straight ahead. He spent some more time lost in procrastination, a nasty old habit of his. As a result, he lost track of time, forgetting how late to class he was.​

 

[Doughnut]

Kento Matsuyama

Location: Sakura High| Interacting with: Masato / Jackson [ Lattice ]| Mentions: Yuuto [ StaidFoal ] / Daisuke [ Blitzkrieg Bob ] / Hana [ ElenaIsCool ]

The comment of the exchange student, made his eye twitch unconsciously but didn’t reply anything to it as he didn’t do it. Why was she even meddling in like some crazy grandmother who had gotten tired of her life. Oh wait, wasn’t she Latina? If the videos were right, they had the tendency to throw slippers at people with quite an impact. With that mere thought, he cooled off just a little as the vision was quite funny. Having shot a death glare at his cousin who slapped his back harshly. It stung like hell.

Almost bumping into the chibi by stepping a foot backwards. And as if it couldn’t get any more crowded, another one joined in with the mere comment of them needing to get out of his way. Clicking his tongue in annoyance as he didn’t get why people felt like getting up close to him in the first place. He was rumoured to be the dangerous kid of the school so mostly they kept their distance. Muttering words that couldn’t be understood under his breath as he made room for the male to pass by.

Though what took his attention was the word “like” coming from the giant’s mouth. Hold on there. What was the other going to say? Not something like “I like you”, right? Wait, wait, wait. Weren’t they just at each other’s throat mere seconds ago? Hell, what if that guy was something like: you’re the first one to ever stand up against me and I fell in love with you. His face becoming slightly more pale at that exact moment of thinking. But, it couldn’t be that, right? They were both males?! His head starting to go into loops already over what could even be a misunderstanding. He could’ve heard it wrong too!

But then the goliath started talking again in a more sad tone of voice? Sighing deeply as he couldn’t get what was going on at all… ”I’ll beat you up another time then, so wait for me.” Kento responded, feeling like he should let go of everything for now as he wouldn’t understand it anyway. A faint smile now on his face, his aura having taken on a complete 180 degrees turn there. With that said, he went to the classroom with Masato. Class 3.

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Masato Kasugazaki

Location: Sakura High| Interacting with: Kento | Mentions: Hana [ Trektek ] / Pamela [ ElenaIsCool ]

The girl really detested the word plain it seemed with her little outburst. Instead of really reacting, he just looked at her with a neutral expression. He had seen this before. A lot. But then it was mainly going about him rejecting someone else with one serious fact: he didn’t believe in love. However he did thank them for giving him a good time. He did warn them though to not take it too serious with everything he does as his reasoning might differ from theirs. It usually ended in a bad way except with these girls. But well, they were the same as him for the most part. Hell, it wouldn’t be weird if he was seen as an object instead of a human being by them. Their “property”. It was laughable but true nonetheless.

Some actually questioned him about why he became this way. The standard response being: because life is one big joke. It was the way he viewed the world. He couldn’t take anything too serious or he would be disappointed in the end. Therefore he changed his mindset. The girl cut of her sentence as she seemed to have gotten tired of this charade. Storming off after her comment about class. Class was indeed about to start so he probably had to get going as well. Watching the back of the girl leaving from his sight. Yet he couldn’t just leave, seeing his cousin about to get into another fight. Rolling his eyes as he said goodbye to the girls and made his way to his family member.

The drama only seemed to be getting bigger the more he closed in on them though. Hearing the possible swearing from one of the exchange students, he couldn’t hold back his laugh, blurting it out without refrain. ”What did you do to get her this mad?” He laughed, slapping Kento’s back in the process. Only receiving a menacing glare from the other.

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CLASS STARTS​

 

[Chiester]

[@StaidFoal - Yuuto]
[Fake Classroom]

"Mm...". Yurika moaned as she woke up. She stretches her arms as she raised her head from the desk, her eyes still closed. And she sat there, her face facing forward but with her eyes closed for a few seconds. It was that feeling of when your mind wakes up but your body quite hasn't yet. She strokes her eyes gently and quickly fixes her bangs. And then, her eyes open.

It takes a moment for her to get accustomed to the light and open her eyes fully. Yuuto, who was at her left, could see her crystal clear green eye without her glasses. She seemed to be staring into nothingness. But then, she turned her head to see the sky through the window, but she instead found something else. "Ah!" She tenses up and jumps to the opposite side. But she trips on one of her desk's legs and loses her balance, falling to the ground. Her glasses falling to the other side, next to the boy

She turns around and sits putting her back against the next desk, staring at Yuuto with a worried look. She got very startled, so she was breathing fast. Normally she was collected, but that's because she was alert at every moment. But there was nothing she could do if she was asleep. Sleeping in the school was dangerous, it was a miracle no one had ever sneaked up on her while sleeping before. She made a point to herself to stay awake at school, even when she was alone.

As she stared at the unknown boy, she raised her fists to her chest. Not saying anything, neither trying to run. Who is he? What does he want? How did he know she was there? She stared at him full of suspicion and caution.