Just...need to... hold out... five more...minutes... I thought to myself desperately, sitting in the back row of the cheery classroom, staring urgently at the chalk board up front of the room whilst once again the red headed kid seated next to me tried to converse.
"Soooo... I know you said not to talk to you again, but I think maybe we just got off on a wrong start. I'm Lavi! It's nice to meet you man, and did I mention that sword is awesome. You know me and my gang formed this new group: The Mighty Exorcists. Every day after school we meet up and recite poems of epic Exorcist battles and-and dress up as our favourite Legendary Exorcist and do battle of our own! Our club has very high expectations and it's not easy to get in, you know, and at the moment there are only two members but we're looking for more and... I don't usually do this but I'm offering… Well, I was just wondering, you know, I mean you look like a pretty chill..."
Fists clenched and teeth grinding, I turned to glare, cutting him off mid-sentence. "...Guy" he squeaked, sliding down in his chair.
I was at my limits. This is only the first class and I felt like murdering every one of these idiots. They had no fucking clue of the outside world. Being taught by second-rate teachers… These student's thought it was all some sort of game. I'd bet not one of these kids would last 5 minutes against an Akuma. I wondered if they did any real training at all. I leant back in my chair with a frustrated sigh.
I need to get out of here… Fast, I thought to myself. I was already drawing attention from the other students despite being only two years older than most of them, and my temper definitely wouldn't last long around these naive morons.
I just needed to find the kid with the 'Sisarqua-cursed' eye; supposedly a sapphire pentagram would frame it so I could get the hell out of here. Something like that should be identifiable enough, I thought, trying to think of something positive.
Lavi kept staring at me, practically grovelling beside me. It took every bit of my self-control not to pick him up and throw him into an empty seat elsewhere in the room.
The bell finally rang and I once again sighed; this time in relief. I headed towards the exit of the classroom and pretended I could not feel the annoying redhead tugging at the back of my coat. At first it was subtle, but grew anxious and desperate. I continued to ignore him. Before I could make my escape, he darted around me and posed at the doorway.
"Soooo... Watcha doin' after school?" He said cheerfully, grinning. I stood for a moment looking down at him, and then pushed my way through the door, nearly knocking him off balance.
Sitting down in the Cafeteria, I placed my tray of Soba in front of me. So I get an hour of peace before I have to face the legion of idiots again, I thought to myself cynically.
Just as I began hungrily digging in to my food I heard the scrap of the seat in front of me being pulled out from underneath. I clenched my fist to control the sudden anger as I instantly suspected the infuriating brat again.
As I glared up angrily, however, I was surprised to see girl with black hair tinted green seated there instead, smiling happily. I swallowed. Embarrassed for a moment, and unclenched my fists as I relaxed a little. For a second we both just sat there staring at each other. I wondered briefly if she were all there in the head, but then reasoned with myself. I mean are any of these kids all there? I let out a mental sigh and waited for her to say something.
"Hi, I'm Lenalee." She spoke finally in a sweet, girlish voice.
I remained silent.
"... Are you a new student here?" she asked with innocent curiosity, tilting her head slightly to the side enquiringly. I was annoyed with the conversation already.
"Sure," I replied as I resumed eating.
We sat there in silence again until she eventually began talking once more.
"That's a really cool sword," She exclaimed, "Is that where your Innocence is?" The conversation really began to get on my nerves, and I, once again, ignored her and remained focused on my food. Awkwardly realising I was not going to reply she quickly added, "Mine's in my boots... I-I know it's kind of weird," She stammered, "But it gets the job done."
I gave an audible sigh, hoping she would get the hint and leave. Thankfully she wasn't as insufferable as the red head, and she slowly nodded her head and stood up. As she turned and walked a few steps away, she paused with her back turned towards me and softly whispered "...Have it your way," before walking off down the adjacent corridor. Something about it unnerved me. I shook my head. Where is this stupid kid so I can get the hell out of here I thought to myself.
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After the bell signalled the end of lunch, I made my way down the corridor dreading the next three quarters of an hour I was going to spend holed up in the classroom. Glaring at everything seemed to have worked before, keeping everyone minding their own business – with a few agonising exceptions.
Hopefully I could rely on that. Up ahead, amidst the crowd of students, I could see Lenalee looking in my direction. The hell is she staring at? I thought moodily.
Focused on her instead of watching where I was going, I accidentally collided with a white haired kid carrying a bunch of folders. He was flung backwards off his feet by the impact while I barely moved. I looked down him; he was quickly picking up his folders and muttering apologies.
I nearly felt guilty, but as he stood up and looked at me, I froze. A red tattoo traced from underneath his eye to above his eyebrow where it ended in a scarlet pentagram. My heat skipped a beat. This is him, I thought numbly, this is the kid!
We stood there staring at each other. The kid looked terrified. I guess because of the expression I was giving him. My heart was racing and thousands of thoughts flooded my mind.
My key to freedom… the one I've been searching for these past two years...I should just grab him and run.
But I just stood there, staring. He looked so shy, frightened and... clueless. He averted his eyes and whispered "Sorry," once more before quickly walking around me and down the corridor and was immediately lost in the rest of the crowd.
I turned around and slowly made my way towards the classroom at the opposite end of the corridor, absent-mindedly trying to conceal the bulge in my pants.
What the fuck.
