Tuesday morning
Dynamis' room
Dynamis' eyes followed the words as he read the first step out loud.
Step 1: Be unique, stand out from the crowd. Create your own style!
He sighed. This made things hard. Dynamis already had a 'unique' style. All he ever wears is a grey short sleeved shirt and and a pair of normal every day jeans.
'Something different?' He thought as he stalked over to his closet and opened the door. He sighed as he stared at the one thing he had that was 'unique'.
His shrine robe.
Tuesday morning
School cafe
Everyone stared as Dynamis shyly walked to his usual table and said good morning, he received looks. "What are you wearing? You look like a priest!" Dynamis blushed and looked away. "I'm not a priest Gingka, It's... A guardian's robe..."
"Yeah we got that, so why are you wearing it?" Dynamis had panic fill him as he tried to think of a good excuse. "My father forgot to do laundry this week and this was all that I had left." Saved!
"Oh, I see. Well have fun with that!" That was the last thing Gingka said before heading to his next class. Madoka turned to the greyette and gave him a bright smile.
"To history we go!"
Tuesday afternoon
History
Dynamis sat at his desk noticing that his teacher's eyes never left him. "Dynamis, since you are current wearing your guardian attire. Why not tell us about your families legacy?" Dynamis blushed lightly. Easily defeated he stood and went to stand before his peers.
"Well... My family has been watching over the temple of Zeus for thousands of years and-"
"SIT THE FUCK DOWN!"
Everyone turned and stared at the one person who Dynamis wished hadn't spoke, Rago. The red eyed male stood at his desk angerly.
"NO ONE GIVES A SHIT ABOUT YOUR STUPID 'LEGACY'! SO WAY DON'T YOU DO USE ALL A FAVOR AND SHUT THE HELL UP!"
silence hung thick as dynamis turned to his teacher. "could I please go to the office? I'd like to call my father for a new set of clothing." the teacher gave a slow nod before he bolted out the door.
Tuesday afternoon
school office
dynamis sat quietly in one of the office chairs until his father arrived with a change.
"why?"
was the only thing his father said before handing his his cloths and left. dynamis' bottom lip quivered as a single tear slid down his cheek. walking to the nearest restroom the teen chocked back a sob. this stupid crush had him in a tight corner that he could get out of and it was really starting to weigh on him.
stupid, handsome, strong Rago!
Tuesday afternoon
Lunch
Dynamis rested his head in his arms as his peers chatted around him. "Dynamis, what happened?!" He looked up to a very angry Gingka.
"What are you talking about?" He asked dully, as if trying to forget about earlier. the orange haired teen growled. "I heard from Nile about what happened in history and..." he trailed off when he got a clearer look at dynamis, the poor boy looked as if he were about to break.
"I'm sorry dynamis, I didn't mean-."
"It's fine Gingka..." Blue eyes avoided eye contact as they clouded with tears. "I just want to go home..."
Tuesday night
Dynamis' house
With his head held low Dynamis took out his keys and unlock the door. "Father, I'm home!" There was silence. "Father?" Curious the greyette walked into the one place his father would most likely be, the kitchen.
"Father? Are you in here?" He rounded the corner expecting to find his father making dinner but was shocked to find no one. "Father? W-Where are you?" Looking around Dynamis noticed a note sitting on the kitchen table, he picked it up and red.
Be back in a few days, Father.
dynamis let out a shaky breath, he knew this would happen. This always happens when he did something that embarrassed the family name. His father would leave for a week of two and go to the shrine to relax, leaving his only son alone with out any money. Sighing Dynamis walked over to the fridge and opened it to find it empty, expected.
This was his father's way of punishment, leaving him at home with no food or money and let him starve. Rolling his teary eyes Dynamis stalked to his room and collapsed on his bed.
Why did everything hate him?