New Kid | Soukoku

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THIRD-PERSON

"What?! I have to share a dorm?! That's bullshit!" Chuuya shouted at the student council and grabbed the white haired boy's collar, jerking him forward.

"H-Hey! Chill! Just give it a try! S-Sharing a dorm really isn't that bad!" the other put his hands up, fearing for his life.

Chuuya huffed, letting go of the poor boy's collar and snatching the key from him. "Fine..."

The ombre eyed boy nervously smiled at him, nodding. "S-So, uh, have a good day then."

"Yeah, you too..." Chuuya muttered, then leaving.

Chuuya looked around his dorm, searching for his roommate. He sighed in relief when he saw there was nobody there to be found yet.

But suddenly, someone grabbed Chuuya by the neck from behind, covering his mouth and eyes. Chuuya eyes widened, he couldn't get the person off of him.

"W-What the hell?! Get the hell off of me, you creepy unknown stalker!" Chuuya spoke, voice muffled due to the person's hand covering his mouth.

"Stalker?" a familiar voice asked, then letting go of the ginger. "It's not my fault you were trying to break into my dorm."

Chuuya turned around, furiously looking up at the brunette. "YOU?!"

Dazai let out a laugh, giving him an apologetic look. "Oh, are you my new roommate? My bad."

"Stay away from me!" Chuuya backed up to the wall, 3 more feet away from Dazai. "You dumbass creep!"

Dazai pouted, stepping closer to him until he hovered over the shorter. "Oh, c'mon, Chuu-ya! It was an accident! I didn't mean to scare you!"

Chuuya looked up at the taller, flustered and face almost red. "...M-Move. You're fucking close."

Dazai smiled down at him. "I'm aware."

They stared at each other for a couple seconds before Chuuya finally broke the eye contact, pushing Dazai away. "Asshole!" he shouted and ran to his new room.

Dazai laughed, happy with the result, and even more happy with knowing Chuuya would be his roommate for the rest of the year. It gave him a lot more time to annoy him and make the boy hate him with every bone of his body.

Little timeskip

"DAMN IT!" Chuuya whined in his room, throwing his backpack at the mirror. "I fucking hate this school and that dumbass Dazai! Argh! Why, mom?! Why!"

Chuuya didn't know why he was acting like this with the brunette. He never let anyone get into his feelings, or even offend him, never once. He couldn't even get shy or blush from anyone. Why was it like this with Dazai?

Suddenly, he stopped after an idea popped up in his head.

"Oh, pfft, why didn't I think of that before? I can just call my mom and tell her to change my school again," he told himself, then taking out his phone and dialed his mother's phone number.

Call failed.

"What? Do I not have data?" he asked himself, confused. He dialed again.

Call failed.

"Wait, no... I have data. Let me try again."

Call failed.

"..."

"SHE FUCKING BLOCKED ME?!" Chuuya screamed at the top of his lungs, startling Dazai who was in the other room. "WHY THE ACTUAL FUCK-"

"Chibi! Holy shit!" Dazai shouted across from the living room. "Please fucking lower your annoying voice! You scared me!"

"What the hell could you be so busy doing?!" Chuuya shouted back, just now realizing Dazai called him chibi.

"I'm trying to watch a documentary about a suicide case and I can't hear it because of you, chibi!" Dazai repeated the nickname.

Chuuya scoffed and went to the living room, tempted to smack Dazai in the face, but he took a deep breath instead and calmed down. Then he grabbed Dazai's collar and jerked him forward.

"Listen here, you shitty Dazai," Chuuya glared at the taller. "you better shut your damn mouth and never call me that name again, unless you want me to kill you. Chibi is what you call babies and I'm not a fucking baby."

Dazai bit back his smile, keeping a straight face as he maintained their eye contact. "Awh, did I hurt your feelings? Don't like being called a sensitive baby?"

Chuuya gave Dazai one last dirty look, before putting on his backpack on and getting ready to leave. He didn't want to be with the annoying guy, and he especially did not share a room with him.

"Wait, where are you going?" Dazai asked, genuinely concerned for a moment as he watched. "Are you leaving-"

"I'm going to go to tell that damn student council to change my room!" Chuuya bitterly cut him off. "That's where I'm going..."

Before Dazai could reply, Chuuya quickly stormed out the room, leaving him shocked.

"...He really hates me that much?" Dazai spoke, almost hurt for a second. "Hah, mission success for me!"

Although in reality, as much as he would never admit it, he did want the ginger to stick around longer. He grew a liking to him, even if really all he was doing was annoying him. He didn't want him to go just yet.

I LOVE THIS DOUJINSHI