𝗽𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗲𝘅𝘁𝗲𝗿.

𝗲𝗽𝗶𝘀𝗼𝗱𝗲 𝟭, 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝟯.



     saiki stormed out of the classroom, clearly annoyed (and perhaps even flustered?). the (h/c)-haired male smirked, satisfied with his teasing. however, your expression turned to a frown as you glared at the students who continued to whisper and snicker, speaking ill of kaidou.

"did you see his face? it was beet red! one time, he said his arm was possessed by some demon," one student mocked, wiggling his arm and holding it in a dramatic impersonation of kaidou. "he was like, 'it's moving inside my arm again!'"

     you scoffed as the student's friend laughed, while a girl beside them looked at the male's arm, which kept wiggling unnaturally.

"why is it moving like that?"

"what?"

     suddenly, a snake fell from the male's sleeve. the three students looked at it with horrified expressions, screaming, "holy crap, it's a snake! run!"

"it's blocking the door!"

     the students screamed as they hopped onto the desks. meanwhile, you remained casually seated on your desk as the snake stared at you, and you stared back.

"oi, (l/n)! are you stupid? get on your desk!"

     you rolled your eyes and remained seated, leaning your chin on the palm of your hand.

"i'm not a pussy like you guys. and besides, what would a snake do to me? bite me?" you replied with your signature smirk, confidence bordering on arrogance oozing from your figure, you tapped your nails on the wooden desk.

"that's exactly what's going to happen, you idiot!"

"hey, wait! where'd the snake go?!"

"one of you guys call the teacher!"

"no way! it'll bite us!"

"you little wimps!" a voice interjected, sounding smug.

"nendo! where did you come from?"

     you turn to face nendo, who sat on his chair, posing. you sized him up, contemplating whether you could beat him in a fight or not. And of course, you concluded that you could.

"what's wrong? did you lose your balls?" nendo asks, still complacent.

"i would worry about your own!" a student yelled out to the male.

"is that so?"

"look!" the student added, an even more petrified look on his face as he continued, "it's biting your balls!"

     you looked down and saw the snake, dangling from nendou's pants, its fangs still embedded in the fabric. silence fell over the room as the snake wriggled. suddenly, nendou's head tilted to the side, drool dribbling from his mouth as he fainted from shock, yet remarkably still standing upright.

"nendou!"

     you couldn't help but burst into laughter, banging your hands on your desk. nendou collapsed to the ground, causing the snake to release its grip and slither away.

"you guys, escape!" you stopped laughing as you heard a familiar voice—it was kaidou. "i'll handle this!"

"kaidou! what the heck are you doing?"

"murder dragoram snake. the jet-black wings himself stands before you! prepare yourself!" kaidou declared as he posed, a strange purple aura forming around his figure. you sighed and stood up, knowing full well that this disillusioned kid would only end up hurting himself (and possibly others).