War For The Throne

Don't leave a Hangman

3rd person POV:

Laying his head on the table in his school's courtyard, mental exhaustion took its toll on him.

Scottie:(sigh)

Scottie: What happened this time?

Yn: Met the devil arcana woke me up in the morning, and the most awkward conversation occurred after that.

Rose: It couldn't be that bad.

Yn: I had to prove I knew what the birds and the bees were, then we talked about do I want one or multiple lovers...

Rose:(blushes) I can see how that might be awkward...

Scottie: So how many did you want?

Yn:(sigh)... She caught me off guard so I said one and a half.

Scottie/Rose: Hahahaha!

Scottie: What does that mean?

Yn: I don't know, we rounded it up to two and now we're here.

Rose: Two?

Yn: I can barely handle you two...

Getting up, Yn decided he needed a boost.

Yn: I'm heading to the vending machine, want anything?

Rose: No thank you.

Scottie: I'll just take some of what you're having when you're not looking.

With that, he headed off to the vending machine. Digging into his pockets he searches how much spare change he possessed.

(Bump)

Yn:?

The young overlord bumps shoulders with Greg. Turning around simultaneously to see who they bumped into, they both quickly realized who they ran into, but had different expressions.

Greg:(glare)

Yn:(bored expression)

Greg:?

He walks away.

Greg: What was with that look?

The overlord stops and looks back.

Yn: Huh?

Greg: That look in your eye... What was that about?

Yn: That's why you stopped me?

Yn: Good grief... Are you one of those people who get upset over the littlest things, like "the store gave me less ketchup on my hotdog than last time"?

Greg: Answer the question. Aren't you pissed at me?

Yn: Pissed at you?

Yn:....(shakes head slowly)

Yn: Getting mad at you would be like getting mad at a fruitfly who invaded my home.

Greg:!?

Yn: You are annoying, yes, but ultimately harmless to me.

Greg: Harmless?! Wanna put that to the test?

Yn: All those other fights, you hand the numbers advantage, you had good teamwork, a plan, cheap tricks.

Yn: Yet you always lost or ran away...

Greg: That-

Yn: Let me stop your worthless argument right there and put things in a way you'll understand.

Yn: Greg, you're in the minor leagues while I'm high up in the Major League.

Greg:!

Yn: My abilities are major level. So do yourself a favor... Get lost before I get the bug spray.