A Picture Is Worth A Thousand Words

The Usual Day At School

 The day began, as usual, Shinobu came to school, went straight to his seat in his classroom and pulled out his sketching book. He had gotten in on an art scholarship, which meant that he couldn't slip even a little when it came to his art classes and that every now and then he had to turn in his own piece into the art teacher and they would tell the principle what they thought of it. The fact that his scholarship relied on someone else as well scared him a bit but he wasn't too worried seeing as he got along with the teacher well.

He had yet to join the club, not because he didn't know which one to join, but simply because he had no idea how to approach joining a club. He didn't really have friends within school or outside of it. He didn't mind that much though, he had his art and his big sister so what else could he really need?

He had been sketching a picture of some cartoon characters he liked. He had soon moved onto working on different hand angles, ad he remembered how he hated drawing hands. They were on the harder side of the drawing aspect and it took a lot of his time to get a style that he liked. Other than drawing and painting he was into photography but it was more of a side thing. He didn't own a camera so he used his phone, the quality of the pictures were ok.

He was snapped out of his thoughts as he felt the only other commoner at the school sit down at the desk next to him. The kid always kind of looked like a mess but Shinobu couldn't blame them much seeing as being on an honors student for academics was pretty hard. Though seeing them look messy made Shinobu feel a bit better about himself. Haruhi, who he had learned the name of a few days ago after they very briefly talked. Haruhi was dressed in a dark brown sweater with a collared shirt underneath, black pants, and nice black shoes. They also wore big rimmed glasses and had messy dark brown bed hair. While Shinobu wore a baggy blue sweater over a button-up shirt with black pants and decent black shoes. He also wore glasses that weren't as thick as theirs and had lighter brown slightly more styled bed hair. That was definitely on the longer side, it went down to his mid-back so he normally wore it in a ponytail. He was taller than Haruhi, standing at 5'6.

He gave a small smile to Haruhi when they turned to face him. They made small talk but stopped after a few minutes due to class finally starting. He was glad that class had started because even though Haruhi was nice Shinobu still felt anxious talking to them. After a while, he noticed a pair of identical twins in his class. One sat on his left side and the other sat to Haruhi's left. 'I guess they are kinda cute... though they also look like trouble.' Shinobu continued to look between each twin before sighing and doodling on a piece of paper.

'You know, I wonder what gender Haruhi? I'm eighty percent sure they are female but also could very well be male....' Shinobu thought as he stole another glance at Haruhi. Their glasses had slipped down a bit and exposed their big pretty eyes. '...Definitely a girl.' Shinobu shook his head before turning back to the teacher. He hoped this day passed by quickly.

*time skip*

The day had ended and finally, Shinobu could go home and hopefully work on a painting he has been procrastinating. As he was walking out the classroom doors Haruhi asked him if he would want to go find a place to study with her. To which he politely declined. He was the type of person who had a tiny bit of difficulty studying, he would just get too bored way too quickly and ended up taking more time to try and get back on track then he would like.

He sighed as he walked towards the front of the school. He had a weird feeling about leaving Haruhi by herself but didn't think too much about it. "How much trouble could she possibly get in?" He mumbled as he stole a glance back at the school before turning a corner and heading home.

It didn't take too long for him to find his house, seeing as he only lived about fifteen minutes away via walking. "Onēsan! I'm home!" He called out as he pulled off his shoes and put on slippers.

"I'm in the kitchen!" A woman's voice yelled out from the kitchen. He made his way over to the kitchen and sat down on one of the counters. She was putting away some groceries and he caught a glimpse of some cake. He couldn't wait to get his hands on that. He turned back to his older sister, she looked a lot like him except with dirty blonde shoulder-length hair, older and much more feminine. "So how was school? Did you make any friends yet?" She asked as she finished putting away the last of the groceries.

"It was ok, I guess." He said as he looked away from her. "You avoided one of the questions." She said and put her hands on her hips. "I am well aware. I mean I have one friend but they are closer to just being an acquaintance than a friend." He looked back at her but wouldn't look her in the eyes. "Shinobu, how do you expect to make it far in life without friends? You are going to end up lonely." His older sister said as she ruffled his hair. "I'm not worried about that. I have you don't I?" Shinobu looked at his sister and gave a slight pout. "Listen, you will always have me but you also need to have other people you can rely on. So all I ask is that you make an effort into making friends even if you only make one." His sister said and turned to rummage through the fridge. "I'm thinking about making ramen for dinner, does that sound good?" She asked as she continued to rummage around. "Yea, that sounds fine. Call me back in here when dinner is done, I will be in my room." Shinobu got off the counter and headed to his room. He still couldn't shake the bad feeling in his stomach about Haruhi. 'I will just have to ask her about it tomorrow.' He thought as he sat down at the desk on the side of his room and started his painting.