Sardonic.

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You Should Get a Book Stuck up Your Head Too

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Everyone in class wonders: How the hell does Minato manages to sleep all classes and not get caught?

Of all the things that make Junpei envious of him—cool hair, cool anti-social tendencies, cool brain, cool cool—this one really gets into his skin like an unbalanced credit and debit. It's frustrating as heck. Having enough image of pure nightmare, he confronts him, "Dude, how do you do that? Sleeping and getting away with it, I mean."

Minato stops arranging his books, almost raising a questioning eyebrow at him. "I just sleep."

"Duh, I know that!" The class clown groans, annoyed. "But teachers never notice, it's like they're ignoring the fact that you don't listen to them at all!"

"Maybe they're tired like me." The blue-haired male shrugs. "Are we done?"

Unsatisfactory reply. "Not yet." He frowns at his leader before noticing one of their sad friends. "Yo, Kenji!" He waves to Kenji who is going to leave the class to probably contemplate on his pathetic excuse of a romance. "Tell this thickhead that sleeping in class isn't good."

"Uhh..." Kenji sweats. DIY, you speak it, man? "Minato, sleeping in class isn't good."

"That's not what I want to hear, dammit!" Argh, fine. "Go, Kenji. Pursue your pathetic excuse of a romance."

Kenji goes with a set of cusses and a few unfinished statements as 'you'll see— it's not— older women are the best— Rio ugh, ugh—'. Other classmates stare at his leave with a convinced look that yes, Tomochika Kenji is a conflicted pervert.

Junpei doesn't bother fixing the rumor wannabe.

"Are we done?" Minato repeats as he prepares to follow Kenji's lead, minus the profanity and the rather outrageous sentences.

"Not so fast, buddy. Tell me the secret recipe first," Junpei says. He attempts a serious and intimidating face, but of course, he fails miserably.

What are you, Plankton? "Can I just go home?"

"I'll treat you ramen, alright, ramen!" Finally, he screams in desperation. "How's that?"

"Deal." Whoa, that escalated quickly. Minato pretends to cogitate deeply, very deep that Junpei starts to feel uneasy before announcing, "Be charismatic enough, Junpei, that's all."

The Iori male frowns. "Most students here know me. Why am I always being picked by teachers?"

"Not enough charisma."

Junpei will never regret being jealous of his diplomatic talent, however opportunistic it may sound. Look, he gets a ramen for an 'advice' of how to sleep in class. Turns out, being told you aren't charismatic by someone whose only job is to be silent isn't really pleasing. If it was Akihiko or even Shinjiro who tells him that, maybe it'll be more legit—bad boys preferences—but this is Arisato Minato, for God's sake! His words in Tartarus are only telling us to split and beat shadows, dammit!

Calculus class have killed him. He realizes the damn look of his leader flat, expectant face. "...Ramen now?"

"Sure."

One day, he'll know the secret art of that skill.

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Yeay for trigonal clips.

So, any thought?

06/02/2016 ~NollyLvn