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"Please welcome our new student..please introduce yourself" Shinya spoke.
I looked up from my phone i spot the new kid standing next to Shinya wearing a long black hoodie covering up his face and it covered almost his whole hand like its freaking 81 degrees what's up with the hoodie man.. hes wearing black tight skinny jeans and some black and white beat up converse...he has a good figure i noted that..the kid barely looks up to introduce himself...
"yuichiro hyakuya. I'm not funny, interesting, or creative in any type of way. Goodbye."
Some students scoffed and others giggled. I watch him walk over to an empty seat near an open window. Shinya starts class but for some reason my thoughts kept slipping back to the new kid...what was his name again ah...Yuichiro..Was it? the whole entire class he was staring out the window like it was the most interesting thing he ever saw...A couple times he would shift but that was it i could barely see his face…
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I hate my life so much I wish I could just run away but that’s not how things work. They caught me 7 times already. Can’t even kill myself that’s funny. I hate this school I hate these teachers. I hate everyone. I’ll just hang on for this one year after this I’m done. *phone vibrates* Shinya isn’t looking so I guess I can check the text why do I even care if I get caught. Whatever.
[Kureto]: Come home after school immediately. I’m giving you 10 minutes to make it there. You know what will happen if you don’t listen to me.
[Me]: Ok.
Laughing to myself like some sort of freak huh I guess I’m gonna get whipped again toda-
“Yuu please don’t use your phone during class.”
“Do I care? No.”
All the students gapped at me.
“ Im not asking if you care. But since you brought this up you might not care but I do so please put your phone away before I confiscate it.”
Rolling my eyes at Shinya I put my phone in my pocket. Let me just through with this. It was getting kinda hot in here but I’d rather be frying than let anyone see all these bruises and hickeys around my body…After all who cares.
“Okay remember class the project is due by next week Wednesday”
What project? I don’t even care.