Goddamnit. Annoyed at the concept of talking to someone so loud, Keegan slid off the desk as he turns to face the approaching girls; noticing their male friend going to sit down instead of joining them.

The noisy girl spoke up first, asking the pertinent question on her mind. "Who're you~?"

"I'm K-... Hmm. My name is Shiro." He hesitantly introduces himself, glancing at the quiet girl. I don't know why but I'm kinda freaked out by the girl in glasses. Her stare feels like it's breaking me down on a molecular level. I wonder what's up with her.

The pink-haired girl cocked her head to the side for a second before turning to her friend, moving her arms in a familiar pattern.

[He hesitated but he says his name is Shiro.]

Sign language? Why..? OH. She's deaf. Ok. Duh. Hey. Wait a minute... Keegan realizes, picking up their conversation.

[Why would he hesitate?] The dark-blue haired girl signs back to her friend.

"Didn't have to mention the hesitation, yunno…" He mutters.

The bubbly girl stared back at him blankly, before bursting out into blaring laughter. "Wahahaha~! You know sign language, Shiro-chan?!"

Fanning the flame that is Keegan's annoyance - the nickname struck a nerve. Shiro-chan? I ain't this bitch's friend.

"I do. And drop the honorific, we aren't friends." Keegan replies bluntly.

She looked uncomfortably dejected by his reply but not for long, bouncing back into her wide grin and in a singsong voice, she speaks. "Not yettttt~!"

Her attitude is irritating. Like every person I've encountered as a 'friend', I have little doubt in my mind that she is an absolute horror underneath the surface. I'd rather not get to know people if I can help it. Girls like her especially. The one-eyed transfer noticed that she wasn't translating the conversation and further noted that her friend was looking back and forth with a curious look on her face.

"You're too optimistic. Who're you two, anyway?"

Gleefully, the obnoxious girl introduces them. "This is Shizune Hakamichi, student council president and class representative~! And I'm Misha!"

She's the student council president AND class rep? Intriguing. Not enough for me to give a shit, but it's there. And what the hell? Just Misha? No cool title?

"Wow. So impressive. What, no merits for you?"

Misha pouts as she retorts. "I'm also on the student council~!"

"Out of necessity?"

[Do you actually enjoy being an asshole or is that just who you are?] Shizune signs, shooting Keegan a fierce glare.

The two verbal speakers of the conversation freeze as they stare at her, surprised at her outburst.

"Shicc-" Misha speaks before getting cut off by Shizune - who simply does so by sticking her hand out before turning back to Keegan, evidently waiting for his reply.

A small smirk emerges on his face as he begins to sign a sentence. [Well. I would say both, it's who I am and I enjoy being who I am.]

That's a lie. I hate myself with every fibre of my being. I despise who I turned into. I despise this world for forcing me to go at it alone. I despise people and any premonition of their 'real' emotions, using that as a justification for doing whatever the hell they want and leaving any mess behind with a clear conscious. Despite all that, I couldn't help but smile a little at her defending Misha. It was… nice to see. I guess.

Visibly displeased with the response given, Shizune simply shakes her head in disgust and walks away to her seat in the row behind them; Misha follows behind.

Satisfied from successfully avoiding further communication with the pair, Keegan turns his attention back to the pleasant-looking sky. Mid-turn — his gaze was caught by a girl with dark aqua hair and a knee brace, who seems to have spectated the entire conversation. She only smiles and yawns when noticed. The yawn was her cue to take her seat, plopping her head onto her arms as soon as she sits down.

She's cute. Damn a nap would be good right now. How the hell am I still tired after that excruciatingly long bus ride. I hate insomnia.

The sound of the bell marked the end of the lunch break, Keegan observed with interest that the girl with the knee brace didn't budge at the sound.

Either she's already asleep or she's ignoring it to sleep. Regardless, I envy her ability to sleep.

Students begin to slowly fill the classroom, some on their own and some in pairs/groups. As the last one enters, an older looking man with bad posture walks in and sat at the desk in the front of the classroom. Ahh. That must be Mutou. Suppose if there's one person I should introduce myself to, it's him.

Keegan walked up to the desk of the teacher, Mutou looking up from his paperwork as he did so.

"Uh, hello. I'm Shiro Keegan, just arrived today. I've been told I'm assigned to your class."

The teacher scratches his chin, apparently trying to recall something.

Speaking as he snapped his fingers in realization, extending his hand out afterwards. "Ah, of course. You must be the other new transfer. Welcome. My name is Mutou, as you can see, this is our homeroom. I'll be your science teacher as well."

I see, so there was another new student. They exchange a firm handshake.

"We could take a moment before resuming class to introduce you?"

Oh lord, hell no. I'd rather not make an ass of myself. More so than I've already done.

"Err… that's alright. I've already met a few of my classmates. Hanako and um.. others." Keegan responds as soon as the question is asked.

Mutou gave Keegan a quizzical look mixed with surprise as he glances at the back of the room. "Is that right? Huh. Well alright then, you can take the desk beside s-su-suzu-Suzuki. Oh. And the nurse would like to see you for a quick check-up after class."

Does this place have hospital staff? Wild. And what was that? Can't remember her name? But anyways, who? Keegan turns to scan the room, noting the only unoccupied seat was the desk beside the girl with her head on her desk - presumably sleeping. Right in front of the deadly duo. Great. I love having icy stares coming from directly behind me. Yay.

He cautiously made his way through the class to his newly assigned desk, avoiding the looks of death the class representative was trying to inflict upon him.

As the students finally cease their commotion and find themselves seated, class begins. Due to arriving late and effectively missing most of the day, Keegan finds himself entirely unable to focus on the assignment given to him. He decides to put his time to more productive use and began doodling various creations in his notebook. Halfway through the class, Suzu starts to stir from her sleep. Her half-hearted attempt to awaken only results in her turning her head from one side to the other. Keegan looks over to witness her struggle to open her eyes fully, only to see it end in vain; Suzu falls back asleep.

Ooof. That's rough. I feel your pain, sister. Damn. I know what always gets me going. He begins searching through his bag, pulling out an off-brand energy drink he purchased in the very early morning, and setting it on the Suzu's desk.

He set his bag down and resumes doodling for the remainder of class, the duration passed by uneventful.

At the sound of the bell, signalling the end of classes. The students start to pile out of the room, Keegan hastily grabs his belongings and heads out as well; he noticed that a tan, brown-haired girl with one hand was sitting on the other side of Suzu and remained seated. Huh. I didn't notice her before. Maybe a friend of Suzuki's? Probably waiting for her to wake up.

As he passes her, the tan girl looked up at him; giving a small wave with her good hand.

That's heart-wrenching. And sorta adorable. In a weird way, fuck sake. What's wrong with me. Keegan returns the gesture before stepping out into the crowded hallway.

o—o

Stretching his arms with a yawn, Keegan walks toward the stairwell but a familiar voice stops him in his tracks.

"Yahallo! Shiro-senpai!"

Wait, really? I wasn't serious!

He turns to see the fang-toothed girl from earlier rushing up to him; and a certain trio past him "Yunno... I actually wasn't being serious when- ah to hell with it. And how'd you figured out my name? I don't recall mentioning it. Or getting yours for that matter."

Bucket list #87 Become someone's senpai: Achieved! It's strange I honestly never really thought that one would happen, but fuck yeah.

She gives a quick nervous smile as she walks past him. "Oh, it's not important. Come with me? I gotta see the nurse."

I disagree. I think it's a tale worth telling at the least.

"Alright. Only because I need to go there too." Keegan responds as he follows the girl to the stairwell.

"Ok, yay!" She responds, skipping down the stairs to the lobby.

That's obviously a threat to her safety but she seems in a much better mood than this morning. That's good, I'm glad. Was I forgetting something? Oh yeah, her name.

"So?"

"So?" She repeats, looking back at him with an odd glance.

"Your name, dummy." He says, partially sarcastic as he heads out the front door.

"Oh! Hikigaya! Komachi Hikigaya! Please stick to using Komachi though, Senpai." Komachi introduces herself with a gentle bow.

I feel like there's a story behind that request but I won't push it. Komachi huh. The bow is a little much but ah well.

"Ah. I see, then it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Komachi-chan." Keegan replies, stopping to give a small bow of his own.

She finches before talking. "Yeah, ok. Formalities do not fit with you."

"You bowed first!" He responded in a slightly embarrassed tone, continuing along the stone walkway once more.

"Because...! Well… uh… Oh! Because it's the proper way for aspiring ladies!" Komachi stammers out in an obvious attempt to cover her actual reasoning.

"Smooth."

"Shut up, we're here."

The pair stop outside a building that's not as big as the main building but still larger than others.

"So. They got a mini-hospital here? That's kinda unnerving, to be honest." Keegan admits as he gives a once-over of the building.

"What makes you say that?" She questions with some concern in her voice.

"I'm not sure. I suppose the need for it? Like obviously a place like this is gonna have a medical staff of some sort. I just wasn't expecting them to have such a… prominent presence. It feels almost like a reminder. Ah. Whatever, pay no mind to me. I'm rambling." He explains, entering the unnerving building; Komachi trailing.

"I don't mind. I.. umm… I feel the same way… but hey the sooner we're done, the sooner we can leave."

"True enough." Keegan agrees, meandering down the corridor in search of the nurse's office. Coming across an occupied room, he noticed the plaque on the wall had a nameplate and 'Head Nurse' inscribed on it.

The pair approach the waiting bench as Komachi looked over to see the door remained slightly ajar.

They take a seat on the bench before quickly picking up a voice from inside.

"-THAT Nakai. I was just reading your file in the morning. Some kind of chronic arrhythmia and related congenital heart muscle deficiency, right?" A male voice speaks, presumably the nurse.

A nervous Komachi turns to whisper to Keegan. "Should we be listening to this? I feel like we're treading unknown waters."

"Good idiom and no, we shouldn't be listening to this. Wanna go for a walk?" He proposes a way to avoid their unintentional eavesdropping.

She smiles brightly before jumping out of her seat, pulling Keegan by his arm as she does.

"Sure! Let's go, Senpai!" Komachi responds, leading the way towards the exit.