You felt almost numb. The sound of the teacher taking from the front of the room was muted. The students whispering quietly as they laughed and passed notes around you flashes of color. It was unreal. Allen likes me? Nothing made sense. It's not like having someone crushing on you was that big of a deal, not that you were used to it or anything, but Allen? Trouble making, rule breaking, 'beat the sh*t out of you if you mess with me' Allen? What?
The bell rang and you rose slowly out of your seat. Fumbling, you collected your stuff and let yourself be pulled along in the crowd as everyone rushed to their next class. You flinched as someone bumped into your shoulder and you mumbled out an apology. The numbing dull that had filled your mind was fading, but not fast enough. You stumbled over somebodies foot and panicked, frantically reaching out for the nearest person. To your surprise, a large hand caught your arm and prevented you from falling. You steadied yourself as their firm grip pulled you back onto your feet.
"Мне очень жаль, are you alright?" You gasped and titled your head back to look the tall man in the eyes. You stared at him silently for a moment before realizing that he was waiting for you to speak. "Oh! Oh yes, I'm sorry!" He smiled, the corners of his purple eyes crinkled slightly. His hand released his grip on your arm and you took a deep breath as you realized that his fingers had been overlapping. Holy shit... "Thank you... for catching me." You waved half heartedly.
As you were about to turn away, he moved as if to speak. You waited. He opened his mouth hesitantly, "My... sisters and I are new here," he gestured to the two girls standing slightly behind him that you had not noticed before and you nodded to them slowly. One of them, the one with a short tom-boyish hairstyle, waved back with a happy smile on her face. The other, more... feminine female, frowned and narrowed her eyes at you menacingly. Okaaay then... ", and we were trying to find the main office. You would know where it is, da? Could you possibly give us instructions on how to get there?" You thought about it. Directions to the main office from here were going to be pretty confusing... "Um, here's the deal, the main office is in another building, so it's kind of hard to explain how to get there..." He looked absolutely crushed so you continued quickly, "but I could just take you there if you want."
He stared at you for a moment before lunging forward and crushing you to his chest in the biggest hug you had ever received. Your feet were lifted off the floor slightly and he laughed. A furious blush stained your cheeks and you were pretty sure you heard one of his sisters... hiss at you? Weird.. He was smiling childishly as he set your feet back onto the ground. "That would be very helpful, spasibo!" You nodded, slightly shaken from his hug and gestured for the three of them to follow you. The man walked on your right as you all set off down the hall with both girls trailing slightly behind you.
"эй ?" You jumped, "I'm sorry, what?" You hadn't noticed that he had been talking to you as you zoned out on the way to the office. He didn't seem to be bothered by it though. "I said 'Как Вас зовут?' but I forgot that you do not speak Russian. What is your name?" You looked at him as you pushed open the exit doors of the building. "My name is (Y/n)... and you are?" He smiled. "Меня зовут Ivan. Ivan Braginski, and these are my sisters Yekaterina and Natalya."
He gestured to the short haired girl first, then to the one with a large bow that was still glaring at you. Yekaterina laughed happily as she neatly skipped along behind you and her brother. "My name is kind of a mouthful, isn't it? You can call me Katyusha if you would like." You nodded a returned her smile with your own smaller one. "Thank you Katyusha." You stopped walking at the bottom of the steps that led to the main office building. "This is it. Good luck with your first day." Ivan nodded at you, still smiling. "Spasibo, (Y/n)!" His sisters both had to jog up the stairs after him to keep up with his large steps, but you didn't miss the final glare that Natalya threw at you over her shoulder. What the heck is her problem? You huffed indignantly as you strode back across the campus to your art class.
-Time Skip-
Your teacher looked up at you as you walked into the room. You glanced at the clock. 5 minutes late.. Not as bad as I figured it'd be though. At his questioning look, you approached his desk. "I was taking 3 new students to the main office." He nodded, seemingly understanding. "That's fine miss (L/n), just get started on your project, okay?" You sighed and nodded, heading over to your seat to drop your bag on the floor and sit down heavily. You had absolutely no idea what you were going to do for this assignment. You had originally planned to sculpt something, but that hadn't worked out very well at all. So you came up with the idea to draw instead. You were a good drawer, at least in your opinion you were. All that was left was figuring out what to do... the assignment had to relate to 'your everyday life', whatever generalization that meant. Really specific. You groaned and dropped your head down onto the table. Gosh dang it!
"What's wrong Bella? Having some troubles?" You looked up at the boy sitting across from you. It took you a minute to remember that he was Lovino's brother, as his appearance threw you off slightly when you saw his energetic face. You blanked for a minute before remembering his name. Feliciano. Feliciano grinned as he wiped the paint off his hands with a colorful paper towel. He set the used towel down and pushed his painting out of the way, carefully blocking it from view with his arms, before resting his elbows on the table and leaning forward to stare at you. You frowned. "Yes. No. Maybe-I don't know!" He laughed, "Well, what are you doing for the project?" You sighed. "Drawing a picture. I'm pretty sure I just want to sketch something and then shade it. No coloring." You wrinkled your nose. "Coloring's not my best skill." He nodded, "What are you going to draw?" You groaned again. "That's the part I'm having trouble with!" Feliciano's eyebrows wrinkled as he concentrated, trying to grasp an idea for you.
Finally, he snapped his finger's together. "Why don't you draw a person?" You frowned. "A person?" He continued enthusiastically, "Yeah, someone you see everyday, you know?" You thought about it for a minute before shrugging, "Sure why not, easier then anything else I could think of. Thank you Feliciano." He grinned and winked. "Anything for you, Bella!" You jumped in shock as the bell rang. Have I seriously been talking to him for 50 minutes? For real?! He gathered his supplies together quickly, still hiding his painting from plain view, before jumping out of his seat and heading to the front of the room. "Ciao Bella! Glad I could be of assistance!" Feliciano slid his painting onto the drying rack before bounding out the door. How can he have so much energy this early in the morning?
You slung your bag onto your back and headed for the door after the classroom had emptied out. As you passed the teacher's desk, the corner of Feliciano's painting caught your eye from it's place on the wire shelving. No, I shouldn't... But suddenly, the rumors you had heard of Feliciano's skill when you had started the class flooded your mind once again and you found yourself delicately sliding the painting halfway off the rack by an unpainted corner to get a good look at it. "Whoa..." your voice came out in a shocked whisper. This painting... was absolutely beautiful. The way the colors swirled together in between the different sections. How the blending worked perfectly to create the unfinished person on the canvas, and the shading etched out the fine details of the man's face... Wait, I know this person. It's Ludwig!
Sure enough, the strong, beautifully proportioned face staring seriously back at you from the unfinished piece of art was none other than that of Ludwig, the student council member that had gotten you out of trouble for being late to class not long ago. But... why would Feliciano be painting Ludwig? Unless-
"Eh, Segor Deyo! I forgot to grab my-" You froze and Feliciano came to a grinding halt after he came charging back into the room, obviously in search of something he had left behind, and caught you holding his painting red handed. Well shit... this could get ugly real fast...