He looked up for a moment, his hand shaking, the scissors still held tightly.
In front of him, was one person he never expected.
Well, two.
Kiibo, and Rantaro.
Kiibo was the one who talked first.
Rantaro on the other hand, just stared, surprised with what he just walked in on.
They hate you.
Kokichi ignored his inner voice, as Rantaro took a step forwards and yanked the scissors out his hand.
"Kokichi! What did you do? Did you cut your string?"
Told you.
Shut up.
They won't ever look at you the same.
Their lips were moving but no noises came out.
Then, came the noise.
The laughter.
A laughter which didn't match up with their lip movement.
They aren't laughing with you, if you were wondering.
I don't live in the 1800s thank you.
Kokichi forced himself out his head. "H-huh what?"
Rantaro sat down in front of him, bringing his arms out for comfort, which Kokichi gladly took.
"Kokichi, did you cut your string?"
".....Perhaps."
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