"sorry." an unknown voice said behind Chuuya, the voice had a slight chilling tone to it, Chuuya turned around and observed the owner of the voice, he had messy brown hair, his had some eyebags beneath his eyes that were a reddish brown colour with no sign of interest. He was a tall person for his age and had a peculiar amount of bandages wrapped a round his body.
"hmph" Chuuya huffed out in annoyance, he readjusted his stance and walked into his class. He walked to the back of the class and sat 2 rows away from the window, and guess what.. just when he thought having English first couldn't get any worse, the brunette sat himself to the left of Chuuya, grinning in an almost sinister way.
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As soon as the class was dismissed Chuuya didn't wait any longer, he packed away his books and notes and rushed out of the classroom not wasting anymore time sitting next to that bandage freak in the worst lesson possible.
He checked his timetable seeing what he might have next. "hmph, maths are you fucking kidding me right now!" He glared angrily at the now crumpled up A4 piece of paper, shoving it into his pocket without even trying to straightening it back out again, He checked his map of the building and figured that his class should be right down this hallway, he stomped his way to maths, mumbling curse words under his breath.
Reaching the door, he saw that everyone was already seated, 'great.' he thought as he rolled his eyes. He entered and was given a spare seat closest to the teachers desk, he sat next to a boy with fiery red hair such as his, he wore a white t-shirt and seemed to carried away into the lesson to realise that someone was in the seat next to him.
Chuuya faced towards the teacher, he had long yellowish hair and wore incredibly formal attire, you wouldn't believe he was someone with a low paying job such as a teacher, his nametag on his lanyard read 'Kunikida', Chuuya turned towards his bag and started digging through to get his maths book, careful not to drop his hat off of his head from looking down in an awkward position.
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The lesson shortly finished, of course Chuuya did not learn anything new from this lesson, it was maths after all.
He exited the class and as it was free time he decided that he would take a stroll around the school, he walked through endless and endless halls full of students, bored out of his mind, he decided to go up countless stair cases and through many different compartments of the building, he seemed pretty calm until he saw a familiar brunette walking towards him.
The brunette came to a stop around a couple inches away from him "hey, what do you want?!" Chuuya spat out at him, rage filling his entire body, "wow, such a nice way to start a conversation." said the brunette, clearly being sarcastic, "all I came to ask was your name out of pure curiosity, but it seems you have other plans, no?" Chuuya looked at this guy with a slight disgusted expression, 'who does he think he is?!' Chuuya kept repeating in his mind "hm, well my name is Dazai Osamu and I would appreciate you telling me your name." ,the guy who's name seems to be Dazai said. "well its none of your business." Chuuya said budging him out of the way heading into his next class that he seemed to remember on his timetable as PSHE.
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