KUNI

Chapter 3

the lunch chapter yay!!!
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Kazuha stared at the ginger haired boy as he let out a small "oh" in awe of how pretty Kazuha's name was. "It's very pretty." He let out in a gasp after recovering from his stunned silence.

Kazuha slightly nodded in acknowledgement. It was then that Kazuha saw a really pretty girl with a head of beautiful icy blonde hair and a boy with light blue, almost green, hair approach them. Slightly unprepared to interact with this many people, Kazuha tried his best to avoid eye-contact with the swiftly approaching girl and boy.

"What the fuck" the icy blonde commented. she glared daggers at the back of the shortass ginger boy's head. Kazuha stared down at the ground. He attempted to become as small as possible so that he would not be noticed. He fiddled with his hands as his awkwardness swallowed him whole.

Then he felt a hand land on his shoulder. He tensed up. Slowly, the boy lifted his head. He turned around gingerly, shaking the hand off his shoulder. Simply put, he was intimidated. Why had he allowed himself to be dragged to a random lunch table in the cafeteria? Except, this was not just any random lunch table. This was the table on which the boy he kept running into and his friends sat. Did that mean that Kazuha was his friend now? He does not know.

"What the absolute fuck was that?" the icy blonde girl bore her eyes into the ginger's head. Kazuha had no idea what the context was or what could have warranted such a harsh tone of voice. However, Kazuha had a feeling telling him that he did not want to find out.

"Oh cut it out nora," the mint haired boy spoke at last. He then looked back at Kazuha. "Are you alright? These idiots can be too much sometimes," he had asked Kazuha. The way he phrased it however, could be seen as an attack towards his very own friends. Taking it as such, the ginger looked at the mint haired boy with a pout.

"If you could all stop bickering for a moment," the purple haired boy cut in. "You all act like kindergarteners," he scoffed.

"Like you're any better," Kazuha could hear the ginger mutter under his breath. Bless his sensitive hearing. Kazuha chuckled.

"What are you chuckling for?" At this point, Kazuha wasn't listening to their individual voices anymore, just the words. He shut up. Deciding that it would be a better option lest he offend someone.

The purple haired boy hit his palm against his forehead and let out a sigh in exasperation. "I just wanted to show all of you my new classmate, it shouldn't have been this hard to do."

Kazuha took this as his cue to do something. Anything. So, he waved. His wave was delicate. It looked practiced, as if someone had drilled into the 8 year old a "proper" way of waving. He flashed them a little smile too. A small upturn of the lips. A gust of wind blew, blowing some of his platinum blonde hair into his face. It looked ethereal. Had they not known that Kazuha was in fact a human, they would have thought he was some otherworldly being sent from heaven. He looked the part for sure. Then again, that was the poster of a noble child.

The other three stared at Kazuha for a little while before turning their attention back to one another. The four friends began to sing their song yet again. A cacophony of unpleasant belting.

Kazuha listened to the four bicker for what seemed like centuries before he cocked his head towards the clock. The clock was a standard black digital clock with red numbers. It hung atop the wall above the school food stalls.

"12:35"

Kazuha began to stand. They had 5 minutes before class would resume. The blonde silently made his way towards his so-called friend. He tugged at his sleeve. A silent plea to leave for their next class.

The purple haired boy looked at him dead in the eyes.

"What?"

Suddenly, Kazuha felt all resolve to pester the boy to bring him to class leave his body. Kazuha however, had an obligation to show up to class. So, with much difficulty, the boy silently lifted a finger and pointed towards the clock then the hallway towards the classroom blocks. He watched as the purple haired boy's mouth slowly formed the shape of an "O" as he understood what Kazuha had been hinting at.

The boy stood abruptly. "It's 12:37 we have to get to class."

The mint haired boy looked unimpressed. "Since when have you been interested in class?"

"Since just now."

The purple haired boy then grabbed Kazuha's wrist and began his journey to the classroom for their next class.

"What's your name?" Kazuha silently asked as he was being dragged away to class by the purple haired boy.

"Why do you want to know?"

"You said you would tell me earlier..."

"Did I? Well, I won't if that's what you were looking forward to."

Kazuha's expression fell slightly. He'd thought that after lunch when they were going back to class the purple haired boy would finally utter his name to Kazuha. However, the platinum blonde was wrong. How foolish of him. Kazuha felt tears welling up in his eyes. Why? It wasn't in his place to demand anything of the purple haired boy, quite the opposite actually. This boy had been nothing but kind to him throughout the course of the day, bringing him along to anywhere he went.

Crybaby.

Kazuha quickly attempted to loosen the grip on his wrist, wanting to hide from the boy. Attempted. He did not succeed. He couldn't run away. He couldn't prevent the other from seeing the water building up in his tear ducts.

The boy stared Kazuha in the eyes.

"Kazuha?"

A/N🕊
this still isn't beta read because my beta readers don't actually proof read anything- like they just read it but i love them so much /pos

Beta Reader 1: OMG I READ "she glared daggers" AS "she glared deadass" AND I SPAT MY FUCKING DRINK THANK YOU MATE
Beta Reader 2: I READ "SHE GLARED DEADASS" OUTLOUD AND WENT "SHE GLARED AT ASS" WTF
Beta Reader 1: HELPSBSHEUFS UND NHFHDHDHFH NBC 🐈🐈🌴🌴🐲🐕🦺🐕🦺🐕🦺🦮🦮🦤🦓🦓🦒🦘🦣🐖🐕🐫🪶🦜🐫💕📬📬🪅📫🪄🎎
Me: how did y'all read it as deadass 😭 /pos