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He was a mess. He had bed hair, the upper part of his white shirt was unbuttoned, his tie hung rather loose, and his school uniform had an unidentified stain on the front left side. That was him on a good day. His part of the room was never truly organized, and he tended to fall asleep without brushing his teeth or even washing his face. He would often forget about school work, which then meant that he did not hand anything over the next day, or that he would have to spend the night making them. Whenever Yukio sent him to the market, he tended to buy something he did not need, and forget the things he went for in the first place.

But out of all the messy things about him, of all the imperfections he had, his tendency to be late for, pretty much anything, was what put him in serious and sometimes dangerous (and messy) situations.

Yukio had not been there in the morning. He had left early, leaving Rin to his own demise. He had managed to turn off his alarm in the morning and continued sleeping. By the time he woke up, it was 11:06, and it only went downhill from there.

When he realized what time it was, he got up in a panic. His feet were still bundled up in the blanket which made him fall face first onto the wooden floor. He put his shirt on the wrong way, stuffed his tail into his pants (he could fix that later) and skipped breakfast to at least try and make it before the clock hit 12. He was already three hours late.

Yukio would kill him, but that had turned into a weekly thing. He was pretty much a ghoul by now.

By the time he left the dorm, he realized that he had forgotten his bag... With a groan of distress, he ran back inside, up the many stairs, grabbed his backpack and ran back out. Time wasted on yet another stupid mistake!

He hurried down the road, stomach growling and head hurting from the stress he was in. As if things could not get any worse, it began to rain. Not just drizzling, it poured. Of course, he had not looked up the weather forecast, he never really did that. Afraid that his books would get wet, he hurried for cover under a cafe umbrella.

He wanted to go inside and buy something, but he forgot his wallet back in the dorm... mistake number 6.

Once the rain slowed down, which took a while, Rin left the cover and ran towards school. He jumped over obstacles that got in his way and avoided bumping into people, but one very slippery road made him slip and fall, the back of his head hitting the edge of the pavement. Ouch, that one had hurt more than he thought it would, and that came from someone who had been impaled before. He moved a hand to the back of his head with a pained moan, and a sticky warmth met his palm.

He was bleeding, and he was bleeding badly. He tried standing up, but dizziness forced him back down. The last thing he saw before his world turned into an abyss of darkness, was an older woman standing above him, asking him if he was okay.

When he woke up again, he had been pulled to the side and leaned against a wall, ten or more people circling him. When they found out that he had awakened, they started asking questions like "Are you in pain?" "Are you feeling sick?" "Should we call an ambulance?" "How many fingers am I holding up?" His answer to them all was "I'm fine, it's just a scratch!" followed by questioning what time it was. Turned out he had been out cold for half an hour!

It was now 12:45. He was four and a half hours late! It was too late to go to normal school, he now had to focus on getting to the cram school.

But it was easier said than done. The hit had made him feel so groggy that he could barely walk straight, and he was soaked from head to toe. On top of that, the rain kept the wound from drying, so he was still bleeding, and he was so damn hungry! He just wanted to give up and go back home... Maybe he could call his brother and pretend to be ill?

To be honest, he did feel ill, he felt crappy and his head hurt like hell. If only it would stop raining so the wound would dry up and heal! But no, he was an idiot, and this was the world reminding him of that.

The rest of the way should only have taken him ten minutes, but by the time he got to the front of True Cross Academy, it was 13:40. He had walked the wrong way in confusion, walked up random stairs and ended up in a pup. Not thinking straight, he had accepted a shot of what might have been Sake. He was not even old enough to drink, but the bartender had not asked him for ID. Perhaps he looked so crappy that he had gotten it out of empathy. Still, was that not illegal? Once he realized where he was and what he was drinking, the poor boy had hurried out, now even dizzier and wobblier than ever. The world was spinning, his pride was hurt, and he almost tumbled over. At least the rain had stopped.

He got to the cram school by 13:45. Walking down the hall towards the classroom took further ten minutes as he had to lean against the wall to not fall to the floor.

When he finally got there and opened the door, everyone's eyes were turned towards him in a mix of annoyance, worry, and confusion. In the end, Rin only managed a quick greeting and two steps inside before falling forward, face first onto the floor for the third time that day.

In the end, despite making it to school, Rin was sent to the infirmary due to fainting. He turned out to have gained a concussion, was slightly drunk and lacking nutrition from not eating all day. To top it all off, he had gained a slight fever from being cold and wet for too long.

Indeed, he was a wreck, and in the end, it had not been worth it. He had made more mistakes in one day than he normally would for a whole week.