Pillow

Here is yet another oneshot! Where do they all come from. (Hopefully not from a trashcan. xD) But anyway, here is a prompt from Chocolate Confection xD Yet again xD It's AtoJi. Because AtoJi is love.

Nope, don't own PoT.

x Pillow x 200 words x Prompt - AtoJi, Tokyo University

Jirou had never, ever expected to go into Business at Tokyo University.

It wasn't as if he wasn't smart enough to. It was just that Jirou hadn't ever thought of himself as one of the people who'd become frowning businessmen in suits who worked at desks all day in a stuffy office.

And classes were extremely boring. The professor just droned on and on in his monotonous, tedium-inducing voice, and Jirou often felt himself drifting asleep not even five minutes into the lecture.

Tokyo University's facilities were nice, and all, but they weren't as zealous as the ones at Hyoutei Gakuen. Jirou found himself missing the beautiful regular tennis courts that he used to play on nearly daily.

And all of the studying that Jirou had to do overwhelmed him. He had little free time, between studying, eating, and sleeping. Mayhap Jirou slept a tad too much at times, but there was still too much revising to be done.

His parents had told him that if he really hated business, he could always change majors. Jirou always adamantly refused though.

If he changed majors, he wouldn't be able to find a good enough substitute for Atobe as his surrogate pillow. x owari

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Tada! No omake, 'cause I'm a big fat lazy butt and don't want to think one up!

Reviews, flames, and concrit would be appreciated. -awinchan