"Who Are You?" Sonnyban

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The sounds of chattering and shuffling grow, filling the long and previously empty hallway with their noises. It was early in the morning at this high school, every student there walking into the building when the doors were officially let open for them to. All of the students had one thing in common, they all knew that it was Tuesday, of their second week into school since this was a beginning of an all new year. Familiar or new, fresh or tired faces, everyone already formed their own crowds as the building flooded with people. The main attention was on them, and the few people walking alone were simply only served as "background props" for the lives of the main people. Sonny Brisko was one of those.

Sonny Brisko POV:

I was gripping onto my school bag quite tightly to avoid it being pushed out of my hand since people were more hyper than usual despite it being so early in the morning. This was because they were all so happy to see all of their friends that they've missed over the summer time, even though most of them probably did spend time together during the summer and even though it's already the second week in, they already reunited so why must they do it again. All of these people are so hyper and loud too, even if they aren't loud, the mumbles of many build up to be just the same as someone talking loud.

'It's rather annoying, don't any of you enjoy just a little bit of silence in the morning?' I thought to myself, a small glare forming in my eyes before it was disturbed with my own sigh. 'Though, this is what I get for sleeping in. So I suppose everything is just annoying right now.' I recalled to this same morning, where I had slept in twenty minutes more from my alarm. Usually I always wake up with it right away because even though I set it up at an almost ridiculously early time, it's my duty as one of the top students here, and yes I'll ignore that the title is self-proclaimed. And plus, I like to get here before everyone to enjoy some moments of silence at least. So I usually sleep right at 8:00 pm everyday. Well most days because some are rather different. Yesterday was one of those different days. Yesterday, I was busy chasing that damn same suspect again that had been going around stealing all sorts of things. I got a fifth report in the same day about this thief so of course I went after him which ended up with me wasting three hours to end up with nothing. Resulting in me going to bed at midnight. No matter what I do, I just can't catch this mystery person. I may get as close as possible but he always manages to escape right at the last moment, without even letting his face get caught. And i was so close to getting him last night but again he slipped through just on time... it's so frustrating.

My father, he is the head of an agent force, one that has a goal to protect and serve justice. It's such an admirable job. So after some time of asking over and over.. my father had decided to let me be an agent in training. Even though it's not official or really allowed without official training, it's a secret between that little force in this area since my father is the head of it in this area. And so far, I think I have been doing excellent in there.. well I think so at least. I know that as a student, my number one priority should be school.. but I can't help it. That kind of thinking, is the reason I'm not known as a very good student here. My duties as an officer in training.. they have interfered with my school work far too much. Too much to a point where I am a third year who is 20 years old! This sounds crazy but my father has bribed the school with enough money to let me try to graduate yet again. I've already failed twice because of getting distracted with agent duties and now this is my third try. It's been my "last year" to everyone for three times now. I've even seen people in lower grades than me, graduate before me. Though, this time it really is my last year. Well more like my last chance. Even though it is a bit of a messed up school to accept bribes like that, even the principle has his limits. He said he'd keep me until I was 20 and not any more passed that no matter how much more money is paid. So now that I'm 20, I really must graduate this year. In the area of mannerisms and such, I think I'm an excellent student. Though when it comes to passing work, I'm rather not very good as they say. But I really will try this year. I'd just like to catch that damn thief first.. no! Try to focus.

I finally managed to make my way over to my classroom, sitting down at my usual seat at the middle row all the way in the back. So far there was only one person that sits on the right side of me and he was always just screwing around, not doing any of the work. So yes, already this new year was seeming like a pain in the ass only one week in. I wait for the teacher to even arrive as I rest my chin in my palm, watching as all of the students walk with their friends so happily through the halls. I'm not in any place to be speaking or looking down on the rest of you, but I feel as if it's foolish. Just the thought of having friends and such when there is school to focus on. Sure I may not focus on relationships but at least I get distracted with something useful. Of course i have no friends because well firstly I am older than them and that'd be strange. They don't know that I'm older or suspect it because they barely notice me. Even when I was the same age as them, I had no friends. Though I could be friends with other people, because there are a few other students like me. Even though they are just 18 or 19 year olds kept back, I could be friends with them seeing as they are all friendly with each other. But my decision is no. I have no friends because there is no use for them. They don't come to me and I don't come to them.. My stares turn into a bit of a glare as I watched them all.

'I'm glad I'm not like the rest of you.. hm..' I thought as I looked down at the table in front of myself with a rather conflicted look as I felt a familiar feeling from all of my years at this school. 'Though what is this bothering feeling in me when I see them..' I wondered to myself, that almost haunting question spiraling in my mind as I slowly channeled the noises around me out, those chatters turning to background mumbles.

Suddenly my thoughts were disturbed when a loud and unfamiliar laugh filled the hall outside making those chatters turn into mumbles and whispers. Or maybe it did sound a little familiar.. but where have I heard it? Definitely not at this school.

I looked up from my desk to the windows showing the hall, seeing the back side of a brown haired boy's head who was wearing a little headband on top that had small spike shapes which honestly reminded me of a cat. Anyways, the laughing was definitely coming out from this very new person who certainly stuck out from the crowd. Just who was this person and why do they seem familiar? But one annoyed thought spiraling in my mind was,

'Damn it, what is it now?'