Y/N L/N after escaping from the white room, he entered the ANHS. The white room was not able to delete all of his emotions so he shows some ( a little less then manga Kiyo ). He joined the D Class. Now how will he spent his three years of High Schoo...
I'm going to my new school where that man can't interfere by a bus.
This is the first time I ever travelled outside. It's plenty fast, but with my 70-80% running speed I could pass it. Or maybe even less.
Then I closed my eyes since I was tired, like usual.
?: Excuse me! Can you please give up your seat? I opened my eyes.
I saw a girl with short blonde hair smiling at me. Y/N: Give up my seat? Why?
Girl: Oh you must not have noticed. This old woman can't stand and you are sitting on a priority seat so will you please give up your seat?
What are priority seats?
Y/N: Sorry. I said as I stood up.
Y/N: By the way what are priority seats? This is my first time traveling by bus.
The girl was shocked as well as the whole bus. Was that unusual?
Girl: Y-You have never traveled by bus before? Y/N: No.
The old woman had already sat on my seat.
Girl: I see. That must have sounded weird then. Well priority seats are seats only for old people, pregnant woman or people who have physical disabilities.
Y/N: I see. It makes sense now. Sorry for taking up that seat. Girl: No need to apologize. You just didn't know! By the way what's your name? Mine's Kushida Kikyo!
Y/N: Y/N L/N,nice to meet you Kushida-san. Kushida: Nice to meet you too L/N-kun.
We then stood there while holding on the things who I still don't know the names of, which you are supposed to hold so you don't fall.
I was talking with Kushida-san and discovered that we were on the same class.
I then noticed a black hair girl reading a book that I love. I stared at it for some seconds then closed my eyes.
After some minutes the bus stopped and we went out.
Kushida-san went with some of her just-made friends and we just waved goodbye.
When I was in the entrance of the school I was stopped by someone.
Girl: Hey you! It was the black hair girl.
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Y/N: Yes?
Girl: Why were you staring at me in the bus? Y/N: I wasn't staring at you. I was staring at the book you were reading. That's one of my favorite books.
Girl: I see it's fine then. After saying those words she walked in the school campus.
