library boy

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by -END3R

by -END3R

Hajime stared at the door of his new dorm room. The place he would be staying through all of the college semester, and man, he was nervous. At least his roommate was someone he knew. Fuyuhiko was unboxing his clothes.

"What are you looking at?" Fuyuhiko retorted aggressively.

"Wh- Sorry!" Hajime replied. Fuyuhiko was a bit,, how can I put this he's a different breed. Anyway, Hajime started unboxing too. He noticed he had an abnormal amount of shirts. "Huh. That's weird,"

I know this story is boring now, but I promise you, it gets better soon.

"I'm gonna explore the campus a bit," Hajime added. He hadn't seen much of it. It looked nice at first glance though.

"'kay" Fuyuhiko replied. Dang Fuyuhiko that was a short reply, couldn't you have been like, a little more, I don't know,, better?

The brown haired boy opened the dark oak door and closed it behind him. It was a nice day, quite sunny. Maybe it was 70 degrees Fahrenheit about 21 degrees Celsius. He walked a bit and found a rose garden. There were a lot of roses, red, pink, orange, purple, white- the petals hugged each other, wrapping around each other forming the beautiful flower. Across the rose garden was a library. Hajime defiantly knew there was a library, but he didn't know what it looked like, so he went in. There were tall ivory stained pillars holding up the tall celing, made of glass. The sun shined down and showered the books. You could see the dust in the air and the bookshelves looked like they glowed with natures touch. He went to the history section. Even though he doubted he'd find something interesting and worth while in there he went anyway.

In the history section he saw a boy, or was it a girl? Or neither? He didn't know. The person had cloud like hair, fluffy and wavy, he had delicate gray eyes that were scanning a book about the worst event in history. His lips moved as he read. He looked like a mop. Hajime sighed in annoyance as he grabbed the book in front of him. The Revolution, huh. French people,,, Americans,,, war, war, war. That was not interesting at all.

"The revolution huh?" the mop asked.

Now the mop was talking to him. What next.

"yeah." Hajime replied dryly. He was hoping the conversation would end there, but no he had to keep on going.

"I'm reading about the worst event in history, oh the despair this caused, Junko Enoshima should pay for this she..." The boy ranted.

Hajime stopped listening and read his boring book. The boy said something about hope next I don't know.

"My name's Nagito Komaeda, but I don't think scum like me are more interesting than the Revolution"

"Huh? Oh uh, I'm Hajime Hinata. Nice to meet you"