"I got lucky" Rannett <3 (modern au x current game)

Chapter 5

[Initial: ] -in mind
( ) -authors note

I don't have much else to say other than happy Easter!
I'm sorry this took so long I forgot about it..

It was Razor!

"Oh! Uh.. Hi Razor! what's up? You ok?"

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"Bennett need help finding classroom?"
[B: huh? Why does he talk like that? I kinda like it.. it's unique!]
His voice was raspy and sounded like a morning voice. It was a really cute voice! Bennett couldn't help but blush lightly, a bright pink.

"O-Oh, uh.. yeah yeah I guess I do Uhm.. thanks!"
"Razor will take you"
"Razor.."
"Yes?"
"Oh! No I was just repeating your name. I like it!"
"You do?"
"Yeah!"

They hadn't realised how close they we're, giving them both a hard blush. They started to walk to the class after a slight awkward silence, which continued as they walked for a bit.
"So, um, Razor"
He turned to look at Bennett.
"Uhm.. You like art class?"
"Razor likes art class. Razor also think Bennett is good at art."
Bennett squinted his eyes, remembering what had happened yesterday and how much of a creep he must have seemed like.
"Thanks Razor"

"Y'all are fruity"
They boys swept round to see Fischl walking behind them. Her arms folded glaring back and forth at the two with a grin on her face. Razor looked at Bennett in confusion until Bennett looked back at Fischl with an embarrassed face.
"Fischl! What are y- AH" Bennett yelped as he tripped over the stairs and hit his knee on the edge of the stone stairs.

The ash grey and blonde immediately laid eyes on the Bennett laying on the stairs with worried looks.
"Bennett! are you okay?" The blonde questioned
"Ugh.. yeah I'm fine it happens all the time." He spoke as he struggled to get up even with Razor helping.
"But you're bleeding? Does that not hurt!?"
"Well, yeah it does but I'm used to it"

Just then, Fischl noticed all the plasters and scars on Bennett.
"I can see.. where'd all the scars come from? Do you get bullied?"
Bennett started waving his hand as a "no" gesture while he opened his bag.
"No i dont currently. This sounds rather idiotic but I have real bad luck"
Razor and Fischl stared at him with a confused, slight worry, and a "what-do-you-mean" sort of face.

"Yeah I know it sounds really stupid but I'm just always getting hurt, things don't go right, and just you know? Unlucky stuff like that. But it's been happening my whole life so it's normal for me!"
The others didn't move their gaze but shifted their faces to a shocked expression.
Bennett stared at their faces before pulling out a bandage and wrapping it around his leg and applying a plaster on his elbow.

"Well, uh. Let's get going!" Bennett returned the medicals into his bag as the others waited. They noticed Bennett limping a bit from the injury but didn't mention it - they knew Bennett would just tell them it don't matter.

"Alright everyone. Today we will be doing abstract arts and craft. This means we'll be painting, drawing, cutting and more of different shapes, colours sizes."
Bennett had seemed quite excited about this topic as he had a very creative mind, and he was good at art in general.

50 minutes into the subject Benny had finished and was proud of the art he produced. Fischl and Razor was just about finishing as was most of the rest of the class.

"Don't forget to write your first and last name on the back of your work"

The white haired boy reached his hand across the table, careful to not smudge the paint on his work.

Splash

He had spilt the pot of water that they had used to clean off their paint brushes, onto his work! Class would finish in 6 minutes and he had no time to redo the work and it was not salvageable.