Chapter 1: Bump in

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It was mid-December and this in the particular classroom it was freezing. The glass was as foggy as ever covered in a thin but apparent sheet of newly made snow and ice. Looking around the classroom you would see a young man not paying a care to the lecture that was being told infront of it. The name was Tubbo. Day dreaming his life away in some classroom that he couldn't care less about. With his face resting on his hand and eyes glued to a certain tree outside. He always loved nature, adored the big trees, wildlife and scent of the outside world. Though one thing would hinder his experience.

He couldn't see colors. Everything was variants of grey black and white. To the concrete grey he would see on his desk to stiletto grey he sees on his beloved trees. Well the correct diagnose of his condition was that he was a mono. Basic explanation was Monos cannot see color unless they meet their probe, a person who when the mono sees their face, color rushes in their eyes. This can be detrimental for both parties ending on obsession, kidnapping and even murder so tubbo here made a promise to himself that he would never have a friendship or come in contact with his probe. But on this certain day his world will be rocked and possibly changed forever.

Tubbo, looking out on the window outside for a weird sensation of embarrassment when he heard the class get quiet. Lone behold he was called on by his math teacher. "Toby? weren't you listening, what is this answer !" Tubbo blankly staring at the angered teacher was a little annoyed because he never went by that name. Only tubbo it was a fitting alias he came up with on the spot . "Huh toby?! Are you going to answer or just stare at me with those doe eyes?" Tubbo not knowing how to respond said "I don't know the answer " The teacher crossed her arms and chose on another student. Tubbo went back to his usual schedule of dozing off. Not until another heap of menacing silence fell upon the room. The teacher was interrupted by a knock on the door, walking across the room to open it brung a new face to the classroom. "Uh hello my im a new student for this class- at least i believe it's this class room 205?" The teacher responded " Yes i didn't know you would come late this better not become a habit. Anyways welcome to my class you can sit just right there next to Toby." The new student looked around trying to analyze the room finding this boy 'toby' "Toby raise your hand." Tubbo, a little bit reluctant raised his hand to guide the new student next to him. Finding tubbo in the crowd of students the student situated himself in the desk next to the other boy.

Tubbo somehow couldn't take his eyes off of the student. He was wearing a mask and heavily tinted glasses. He was a little confused due to the fact that masks weren't really used around here. Tubbo knew in some places they're wear masks if they where sick so he figured that this strange new kid was a little sickly. "Alright introduce yourself to the class." The boy stood up with a big groan. "Hey i'm the new guy my name is Ranboo and i'd like to start on the right foot!" Tubbo, staring at this guy a little bit fascinated by this Ranboo character accidentally stared too long he noticed. Ranboo sent a little wave towards tubbos way only to be met by a staled face response. Ranboo felt an embarrassment over him because of the lack of response.

Tubbo couldn't wait until the period was over. Period 4 was over in 7 minutes, counting down the minutes until it was lunch time. A time he could be with his friends, eat and have leisure time. He felt a paper hit the back of his head. Looking around he looked towards his best friend, Tommy. Picking up the paper that was bonked onto his head he unraveled it reading the silly little note his best friend had wrote for him. "new guy kinda weird whats with the mask?" along side it was," p.s race you to the lunch room." Tubbo looked back and chuckled. Looking at the clock counting down the seconds and minutes. 1 more minute 40..30...20..10...9...8..7...6..-" Ring ring ring. He always sucked at reading a clock so it wasn't a surprise he was a couple seconds off. In a rush of air you can see tommy dashing out of his chair. Tubbo gathering his stuff got up without knowing his surroundings, smashing into the new kid. "Oh uh - i'm sorry t-" before Ranboo could finish his sentence the boy had already bolted out the room. "What an energetic person." Ranboo had thought in his head. Gathering his stuff he slowly walked to his next class period, looking down at his newly given schedule

period 6: lunch

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