|| Tanjiro's stalkers. || POLY/BOYXBOY || InoZenTan || [DISCONTINUED]

|| The new kids ||

Tanjiro walked in the class, he finally turned 16 and got into high school, he greeted his new teacher, which happened to be Kocho Shinobu. "Nice to meet you!" Tanjiro said with glee and a bright grin on his face. "Hello." Mrs.Shinobu said, as Tanjiro searched the room for a seat that wasn't saved, or at least empty with decent people to sit by. He couldn't find any except for one seat in the back, which the whole back row was empty surprisingly, and he immediately started walking toward the seat and sat down, setting his backpack behind his chair and getting a pencil, he somehow didn't notice a huge window by his seat and soon realized, after being blinded by the sun without knowing why.. He looked outside, gazing the huge platform of concrete and a forest full of wisteria, and blossom trees by a huge field of short grass, he guessed that was for sports or just to hang out.

[10 MINUTES HAS PASSED, AND THE CLASS STARTED WITHOUT ANYONE SITTING NEXT TO TANJIRO.]

Tanjiro looked to the empty seats next to him, his hanafuda earrings swaying from the slight movement, and sighed sadly, spinning the pencil in his hand, then soon tapping it on the desk, zoning out. "Tanjiro, why don't you introduce yourself to the class? It's your turn." Mrs.Shinobu said happily, with a blank expression in her eyes, Tanjiro snapped out of it and looked around the room in surprise, to see everyone staring at him and waiting for him to stand up and introduce himself properly. Tanjiro soon realized that on the first day of school, everyone has to introduce themselves with their name, and one interesting fact about themselves. His eyes widened and swallowed wryly, he stood up shakily and his earrings swaying from getting up. "My names uhm.. Kamado Tanjiro.. and.. uh..." He looked around the room in panic, and searched his mind for a fact about himself, he started breathing heavily, and the class blankly stared at him confused or giggling from him nervous. "I uh..- I'm good at math?.." He finally said, and started to breathe normally again while he sat down in the plastic chair, scooting it in close to the desk, the class clapped and Mrs.Shinobu started passing out a paper with pictures and words on it, Tanjiro didn't notice the paper once it was handed to him, he stared outside the window, he seemed.. stressed? He smelt something weird that's in the hallway, reaching closer.. and closer... and closer.... until the doorknob shook, and 2 boys walked in, one with blonde/orange hair, and the other with a poorly dressed uniform, the tie was like a scarf wrapped around the boy who's chest was sticking out, he looked at who it was.. and for a second he thought he was going blind, he rubbed his eyes and looked again, this time squinting at the person.. They looked like a girl but had a body of a guy?.. Tanjiro's head started to hurt as he thought more about it, then he smelt the sense of fear coming off the blonde/orange haired boy, he started to stare at him, puzzled as he say the boy fiddle his fingers around the buttons on the uniform, his eyes dashing around the room until the boy made eye-contact with Tanjiro. Tanjiro realized he was making eye-contact after a good 30 seconds of staring at each other, and looked away, embarrassed. "And.. Who are you two?" Mrs.Shinobu said puzzled, as the girl/boy person started to speak, "Inosuke Hashibira!" Inosuke said a little over exaggerated, whilst the yellow/orange haired kid said with his voice cracking, "Z-Zen..Itsu.. Agatsu-ma.." Zenitsu said with a wry look in his eyes, then Zenitsu looked at Tanjiro again, this time his fingers stopped moving and stopped worrying, Zenitsu heard the heartbeat from the boy with hanafuda earrings.. with a scar on his forehead with a redish hue in his hair.. Zenitsus eyes widened in love, then quickly stopped staring and laughed a little, Tanjiro sat there, staring outside still, pencil tapping and with his hand on the side of his cheek, letting his head rest a little whilst class neared the end.