I've literally never written a story or fanfic before so excuse me if it sucks - I'm also more into angst than fluff so this is hard to write without making everything sad but not everyone can be angsty especially when it comes to these 😞
HEYY ANOTHER PARTT AND OMFG I ACTUALLY GOT READS? WHAT.. [Initial: ]- in mind ( )- authors saying
ENJOY
What caught his eye, was a lonely, but very pretty, boy sitting alone at the back left of the classroom. Bennett decided to sit next to him as he thought they could both do with some friends. He felt a tug on his bag strap, quite a gentle tug but it still made him tumble over to the side a bit.
"Hey! I'm Hu Tao. Wanna sit next to me?" A brunette girl who wore a brown outfit with long pony tails, topped with a brown hat that had a red flower clip below it asked Bennett with her hand tapping the seat next to her. Bennett saw the energetic smile on her face and felt quilty when he had to decline since he wanted to befriend the boy.
"I'm sorry, uh.." "Hu Tao! Or you could call me Tao!" "I'm sorry, Tao, but I'm gonna go sit near him" The boy explained as he lifted his hand with a point towards the lonely guy. Hu Tao took a glance back and her eyes slightly widened, though she tried to hide it when looking back at Bennett.
"Him? You mean.. Razor?" [B: So that was his name] "Yeah I guess so" He replied with a slight smile on his face, taking in Razors beauty. "Ah well I wouldn't recommend that" The young boy looked back at Hu Tao in a very clear face of confusion. Why not? He seems lonely.. "Why?" "Well.." Hu Tao started. "He's kinda known as a freak in this school." A ginger guy with dull blue eyes, wearing a white outfit with hints of red and black here and there. He seems to have a mask over to the side of his face too.
Tao nudged his arm quite hard with her elbow with a frustrated face which the guy looked irritated at and went back to scribbling over his work. "I don't see anything wrong with him" Bennett assumed and walked off, leaving Hu Tao in a trance staring at them with a disgust look she tried to contain.
As The white haired took his seat beside the alone boy, a few students look over their shoulders, some confused, some judgemental and some annoyed at the fact someone actually wanted to sit with the so called "freak". Bennett had not seen a problem with the guy and thought he seemed like a pretty decent friend.. despite the fact he had only seen him.
"Hey! I'm Bennett!" The neighbour had only take a side-eyed glimpse at Bennett and saw his puzzled face on why he didn't talk to him. [B: maybe he's just shy? Or don't like my energy? Or me? Nah! Im sure I'll befriend him!] "Well uh.. I hope we can be friends at some point?" Bennett requested as he looked to the front and Mr Zhongli talking about a myth of an "archon war" (I don't know if this makes sense in the story but..)
A few minutes in and Bennett got bored and uninterested so he started to draw a humanoid sketch in his sketchbook. 25 minutes passed and he had finished the outline of the art but he realised he didn't know he was drawing and so he thought deeply until he turned his head to his side, now resting his jawline on his hand he realised the pose of his sketch was very similar to his future-friends pose. [b: maybe razor.. I could give it to him too and try become friends with it!]
Bennett spent at least 5 minutes staring at Razor to know what hairstyle to draw, his facial features and all that detailed stuff. He took in Razors long, fluffy ash-gray hair that overtook the back of the seat. Despite the mess it was in, it still looked soft and bewitching. Though he could barely see them from the side profile, his crimson red eyes looked almost as if they were glowing with a dark red ring around the edge. The top of his iris got cut off by healthy long lashes that curled perfectly with an undilated pupil filling the middle of the unlidded and unpurposely wide eyes. His eyebrows descending causing a face that looked slightly mad, though Bennett could tell his face was resting. He observed a triangular mark on his right cheek darker than the rest of his pale skin. It looked like a scar? His clothing style was certainly unique but Bennett loved it, it matched his idea of adventure clothes and what he likes to wear when exploring interesting places. Maybe Razor likes to explore? He should ask him! Perhaps when they actually become friends? Or he could ask him to adventure with him to EARN his friendship? Nah he'll wait.
Razors head slightly turned to his right after noticing that Bennett had been staring at him for approximately 7 minutes. He raised an eyebrow in confusion and thought that Bennett was judging him. He's used to it.. but why was Bennett choosing to sit next to him? Everyone loves Tao! He would've been lucky to sit with her? Bennett had shot his head back at his notebook with a light pink blush on his chubby cheeks. He squinted his eyes closed and gripped onto the pencil tightly in embarrassment of being caught by the guy he's determined to befriend.
Razor slowly turned his head back to listen to the teacher talking about a god summoning 'adpeti ' To help battle. The male had just finished sketching out the hair of Razor and concluded he wa about finished.
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"And that's the bell. Class dismissed" Zhongli clapped his hands together and pointed for the door as he seated in his desk chair. Bennett began to pack up his belongings but left out the sketchbook and carried it with him as everyone left the classroom. He admired the art so far and was sure razor would like it. Or, hopefully.
The crowd was much bigger than his previous school and he got pushed about many times until someone got shoved into him, causing him to fall right onto his knees and dropping his sketchbook and having it slide across the floor a bit. The book hit someone's heel and Razor look down to see what crashed onto his foot. He was flabbergasted to see a beautiful sketch of him and so he picked it up whilst looking for the owner of it. That's when he spotted Bennett sprinting towards him to reclaim the book that previously impacted on Razor.
"Oh uhm hehe.. That's my sketch I'm sorry.." Bennett rubbed the back of his head, blushing out of embarrassment and thinking he screwed their chance of being friends. He had assumed this would weird out razor but instead he heard a stunning voice. It was raspy with a German accent. Bennett hadn't heard a voice quite like it and was somewhat upset he hadn't.
"Pretty" Razor complimented the art as he handed it back to the blushing other. "eh?" The response left Bennett unresponsive as he had a unique voice and was also quits stunned from the compliment. All he managed to do was let out a small smile followed by a giggle. As Razor started to walk away, Bennett stopped him to ask if he wanted to hang at break (recess) after 2nd period.
"Hey Razor!" The ash-grey haired male span with a little surprise. "Can we maybe hang out at break? I wanna be your friend!" "Bennett.. Not need to lie for Razor to feel better" He continued to walk off and out of the building with Bennett stood there, upset that he was unsuccessful.
HEYY. DID Y'ALL READ ALLAT? PLEASE COMMENT SMTH IM CURIOUS IM KINDA PLEASED WITH THIS CHAPTER IT'S A LOT LONGER AND IM PROUD THANKS FOR READINGGG, PART 3 MAYBE TOMORROW OR SUNDAY?
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