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PROLOGUE
「 He Has Arrived 」
━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ♡︎♡︎♡︎ IF THERE WAS anything that spreads around quicker than wildfire then that would be a juicy rumour that all started inside a high school. The rumour itself wasn't necessarily dirty, nor dark, nor deep - it was actually just a large misconception made by a dimwitted student in a lower class from the same grade. Just one simple yet wrong word that has gotten around was now the bane of a specific student's existence.
Robot
That was the very word used to describe our protagonist for this story. Most would understand why the usage of such word would be fitting for [L.NAME] [M.NAME], he was the epitome of perfect after all, but not in a sense that he was a God, but leaning more to the fact that he has never done something wrong - morally and physically. He was a glass of water filled to the brim and the top looked perfect and silky smooth, all of his movements were calculated and not a single misstep on his part, his voice was always the same; his tone was balanced, his pitch just the right lowness for everyone to feel calm when talking to him, he doesn't even look like he could shout.
Everything about him screamed perfect to the point that it was starting to get creepy.
"Look at him! He's always here at exactly six forty-five in the morning! What does he even do!? Study!?"
"I've never seen him frown, not even a pokerface. I'm pretty sure he's secretly a robot that thinks he's human."
"I've never seen him go to the restroom, not even back in middle school! We were classmates before and he's just always there. . . sitting and being a perfect student. Creepy."
"I'm telling you! He's not human! He's too prim and proper to be human!"
What a bunch of morons, [M.Name] thought to himself, he could only sigh internally as he walked briskly from the court and back to the teacher's lounge. Most of the students he passed abruptly went out of his way - one even jumped so far away, she had stepped on her friends foot, earning her a wonderful cluster of curses - only his signature smile was plastered on his face as he continued his stride to his destination. He didn't like having delays to whatever he was doing, no matter if something entertaining happened or if he needed to take a breather.
