i hate sweat. its so gross and makes u smell and u feel sticky and uncomfortable and u wanna shower 🙁
albedo POV
i entered the gymnasium, and see a bunch of guys heading to the change rooms.
I follow them in, assuming that they were in the same class as me.i took note of my surroundings.
there was a boy with long, silver hair listening to a blonde.
then there was the 2 boys from his first class.
the ice blue haired and the navy haired boys.
the slightly shorter male was biting a popsicle.i decide to approach them.
"hello, I am albedo. i hope we can be allies," i introduced myself.
"hello albedo! im xingqiu, and this is my best friend chongyun," xingqiu beamed.
"hello. i hope you are comfortable in this new school so far," chongyun said.
"ah, its quite big but ill learn the placements of the corridors soon enough. other than that and a few weird guys, its been okay," i smiled.
"thats great to hear my liege! we cant wait to know you more. isnt that right chongyun?" xingqiu exclaimed.
"mhhm..." chongyun said. he was just kinda in his own world now.
"you better get changed quickly, sport is going to start soon," xingqiu reminded me.
"ah right, i almost forgot. thank you for the reminder," i thank him and go to a private change room because i dont feel comfortable changing in front of other people.
after a few minutes, i hop out of the dress room.
from the corner of my eye i spotted venti weeping about something stupid."why do we have to have her as a substitute... anyone but her would be better... i would be better off just skipping this class!" venti wailed.
my mind wondered who could possibly be that bad. or maybe venti was just exaggerating. he seemed like the person who would do that.
everyone else in the room looked grumpy.
scaramouche was attempting to mock razor for his english, but unfortunately at that moment he himself had forgotten all his language classes from primary school."you you are dog cant you not speak english please? i cant understand woof," he said, obviously trying to sound cool.
"what does.. he mean bennett..?" razor asked bennett.
"ah, i have no idea razor. hes weird," bennett replied.
" hey! where are you going-" the two boys scurried out of the changing room.
"if only kazuha were here to control your unacceptable behaviour, scaramouche," i tell him.
he growled."kazuha doesnt control me, yknow. i can do whatever i want, i couldnt care less whether he 'approved' or not," scaramouche lied through his teeth.
i ignored him and walked out of the change room.
...
i got a glimpse of the substitute sport teacher.
she looked like a normal person, just not too sporty.
there were so many possibilities to why venti hated her.i waited until sport started, and the lady walked out of the room she was in.
"hello class, as you should know i am lady nigguang. unfortunately, my wife is feeling ill and cant make it. she has kindly requested for me to be her fill in,"
"she probably poisoned her wife's drink and is making the excuse that shes ill," venti whispered to someone.
"venti, care to share what you were whispering? if it was in the middle of class, im sure it must have been crucially important," said ningguang.
(i hate teachers who do this)venti groaned and stood up.
"i said, you poisoned beidous drink so that she could die," venti rolled his eyes.
" i have no reason to poison my significant other. if i wanted her money, i would have killed her off years ago, but here i am," ningguang explained.
im guessing venti hated that shes a smartass that proves every joke to be wrong.
"alright, id say we start the lesson, yes?" she asked. we all nodded except for venti and scaramouche.
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hello sorry for the short chapter but my visions getting blurry and my eyes hurt so im gonna sleep ‼️
night night :)
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