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8:05 AM
Alarm noises
- Shut It..
"I really don't wanna get up..dang It..why'd I have to accept that stupid offer.. why couldn't I just have said no.." closes the alarm and gets up  "Would it really make a difference if I didn't go..? I'm sure this new kid could figure his way around right??"
- Fuck It..I gotta go.. I said I would. Sighs
He then got clothes from his closest and headed In the shower
"I wonder how tall he Is..would he be taller than me? He probably Isn't..It's hard finding people as tall as me here anyways..Man I wish I wasn't 6'3.
He kept day dreaming about what this student looked like, this lasted for about 5 minutes. "Why am I even thinking about what another guy looks like..Man I really shouldn't have gone to bed so late last night.."

Takano Masaki a 16 year old sophomore at ITOU High had taken the job of touring a new student. As he got ready to leave his dorm room, he made sure to look presentable. Although, he wasn't sure why, this wasn't some job interview after all. He was only being the new student's tourist for the day. He was ordered by the principal to meet with the student around 9AM In front of the school.

7:30 AM
Alarm noises
A tall young man opens his eyes slowly to avoid getting blinded by the risen sun"Was that tour thing today or tomorrow.. I don't remember..It was today..right? Yeah..It was today. What time was It I was supposed to meet him again..? 8:00..? 10:00..? No.. 9:00..? That's It..Around 9. I might as well go for a run..I need to get Maru food again, she's running out.."
A small cat enters the room and gets on top of the bed
- What Is it Maru.. Slowly pets the cat, making sure not to scare her away. While purring the small cat snuggles It's head on the big human.
- Are you hungry? I'm sorry Maru, I'll give you your food. C'mon.. 
The cat follows him to the kitchen where all the cat food Is stored. He opens a cabinet and takes out the cat food. He then puts It In Maru's dish
- Here you go..are you happy now?
The cat goes towards the food dish and eats her food
- I have to go now Maru.. I need to go get you some food. I'll probably be out for a good while, I'll stop by and drop It here though..don't worry.
Looking at the cat he smiles and grabs his phone to put on music and heads out.

Yoshida Misora Is a 17 year old exchange student that lives alone In an apartment with his cat named Maru. Misora Is 6'6 with dark hair and beautiful dark eyes. Body built with muscle and absolutely gorgeous looking facial features. However, he Isn't he most social. Living practically alone for the past few years he hasn't really gotten used to having to speak to people. Therefore he Is calm and very quiet everywhere he goes. His parents kicked him out when he was 14. Meaning he's been living alone for about 2 and a half years. Misora works In a construction camp nearby his apartment. Due to living alone he has to provide for himself and Maru. The job Is only part time due to his needed studies but he manages everything pretty well. He wouldn't be able to buy expensive things regularly, however he could manage It from time to time.

After a shower and a small breakfast Masaki makes a quick realization that It's already 8:50 AM
- Crap! I'm gonna be late! 
"Why do I always do this..bad first impressions I swear.. I wonder If I run I'll make It In time.. might as well at least try.." He gets up grabs his keys and a little black bag and heads out.
The school Dorms are actually about 15 to 20 minutes away from the school, meaning Masaki would be late by a few minutes.

8:42 AM
Walking towards the door of his apartment he takes out his phone to look at the time, puts the cat food along with a few other things down
"It's a quarter to nine already? Who would've thought..I wonder If I'll make It for nine..eh..who cares If I'm late.. It won't be by much.. It's only about a 20 minute walk..I'll be fine..I'm sure a few minutes passed nine won't kill anyone.."
He makes sure his door Is locked then turns around and starts walking towards the school.

Staring at two different streets Masaki struggles to make a decision "Which way would be quicker..? Left..or right? Fuck..I don't know..Whatever, It should be only a few minutes of a difference, I'll just run, It'll make up for It right?" The young athletic boy proceeds to pick the left path and runs towards the school. Still making sure cars aren't passing.
After a few minutes of running the boy makes a turn and enters the school parking lot. Soaking wet with sweat he looks around the parking lot to fin that the boy he was meant to meet hadn't yet arrived to the said destination. He walks up the entryway stairs and sits down. "Thank god I'm here first.. I didn't have to make him wait."
He takes out his phone from his back pocket and sees that It's 9:03.

Waking Towards the school he turns on his headphones, links them to his phone and He then puts on the most amazing playlist possible. He puts his phone In his pocket and proceeds to start jogging towards the school. Street after street, stop after stop he makes his way to the parking lot, where he walks towards the school entrance to see a young man waiting for him "Oh god, I hope I didn't make him wait too long.." He turns off his music then walks over to the boy and greets him.

- Ahh hello, nice to meet you..I'm Yoshida Misora..you're the one supposed to show me around correct? Did I make you wait long?He gives out his hand waiting for It to be shook by the boy standing there before him.

"Holy shit he's huge..what the hell did people feed this guy? He has to be taller than me..he's literally so good looking..all those muscles..whoa..he's more jacked up then anyone at our school.." Staring at the tall gentleman standing there before him not paying attention to what he's saying but only to his beauty he proceeds to admire the boy for a moment.

- Uhm.. hello? He waves his hand in front of the young boys face who seems to have his mind somewhere else.
- O-oh.. I'm so sorry.. I wasn't paying attention. Could you repeat that? He said slightly stuttering In embarrassment.

To be continued...

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