Bus Journey

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Ayanokoji POV

Finally, I have successfully escaped that man's grasp and can enjoy this concept known as freedom. Looking back, I am quite thankful to Matsuo my personal butler, as not only did he suggest this school and help me enrol, but he also did so knowing the grave consequences that would be bestowed upon him and his family. Anyway, I put those thoughts aside and reminded myself of how I was going to spend the next 3 years here. Whilst a quiet and peaceful life would be ideal, I want to learn and understand human emotions. The study of emotions was never taught in the White room as it was seen as unnecessary, however, from the books I read, I found it truly fascinating how a fool could either be controlled by their emotions and become a pitiful sight or how one could control their emotions and use them to propel them forwards. I came to this school to learn all about how normal teenagers feel, how they react to certain stimuli and how they use their emotions to either overcome or submit to challenges.


As I finished up organising my thoughts, a commotion picked up on the bus. A well-built boy, wearing the same uniform as me, with long blonde hair and a mirror in his hand was apparently sitting on a priority seat and a woman along with a girl, also wearing the same uniform, were arguing with him in order for him to give up his seat for an elderly woman. From what I can pick up, the boy is quite egotistical and narcissistic as he is proclaiming that there is no merit in him giving up his seat and that a "perfect existence" like himself has no need to waste his energy. Eventually, the commotion died down when the girl desperately called out to everyone on the bus and finally a woman gave in to the guilt and offered up her seat. 


For the rest of the bus journey, I observed the other students on the bus. The girl who helped the elderly woman had short beige hair and a well-endowed figure. She radiated a warm and friendly aura and it was obvious that she would be someone popular in our school with both sexes. I caught her glancing at another girl on the bus from time to time with an expression that looked slightly bitter. When I followed her glances, I saw a girl with long sleek black hair reading a book about crime and punishment. Her face was quite attractive and she seemed to have a relatively slender but toned body. She noticed my gaze and locked eyes with me for a moment until I looked away. I could also hear an ominous laugh from the back of the bus going "kukuku" but I didn't want to look at the scum making noises like those.


Finally, we reached our destination, Advanced Nurturing Highschool. A school for elites and well known across the world. it boasts a 100% employment rate and world-class facilities to ensure students are well catered to and have the best opportunities to advance and become fully-functioning members of society. I had come to this school for a different reason, which was the fact that communication outside the school was strictly prohibited until graduation. That man couldn't reach me in here at least not for a while. I stepped off the bus and took in the view of the school, now it is time to put my honed skills to the test and understand the limits and capabilities of human emotions.


"Wait!" - A stern voice called out


AN: Hey guys, this is my first ever fanfic. Any feedback would be sincerely appreciated and also I want to let you know that whilst there are many fanfics out there with Kiyo showing his true abilities, I haven't seen many that explore Kiyo taking a more offensive approach. I want Kiyo to take over the class and instead of intercepting threats from other classes, he will make his own. He will test the limits of people by breaking them and of course, his trusty toolkit will have members being added to it constantly. If you have any ideas for a romance or any other things you would like to see please do let me know, would love to hear what you guys think

cya.

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