Zak packed his bag with his tuna sandwich, not looking foreward to eating it at lunch. He exited his house with little to no bump in his step. Everything was just different nowadays.
As he made his way to the school grounds, he seen a boy sitting on a bench just outside of the building. He was rocking his legs beneath that chair and reading a book to himself silently.
Zak continued walking to class. Not wanting to go in the first place, but didn't want to get another long lecture from his mother.
He walked into class and over to his desk, pulling the seat out and slumping down into it. He wasn't excited for the lesson. He wasn't excited for today.
He then started to scribble on his desk out of pure boredom. Today was gonna be as boring as all the other ones.
Or so he thought.
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OUCH! (skephalo)
Fanfiction"This is the fourteenth time you've asked for a bandaid, how do you always manage to hurt yourself?" a highschool au fic where Zak constantly gives himself papercuts in class on purpose to get the quiet boy's attention. - check the tags ! + comment...
