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RRRINGG ᵉⁿᵈ ᵒᶠ ᶜˡᵃˢˢ
students filed out of the double doors, sluggish groans and sighs that marked the halls with a somber tone. (in miles words: the elitist decided that their school was borin' and wanted to join the people at brooklyn high)
Kirari sighed, staying behind to tie his shoe. honestly, he wanted to go to his dorm and sleep until monday (of next year). but, his spider-sense kept him stationary. something was going to happen—
"hey."
he stopped, a pair of red and white jordan 1's at the top of his vision. (one was untied, obviously a styling choice.)
he took his earbud out, also looking up at the boy with a soft smile, "y'know your shoe's untied."
"I know, it's a choice."
a chuckled left Kirari, his head going back to his own laces. he tilted and undid the knot, mimicking the style. "lowkey, it's kinda tuff."
he stood up, height dwarfing— honestly, what were they at this point? not friends. but not not friends.— he stood up, height dwarfing his not not friend.
Miles looked up, his eyes widening "woah."
Kirari laughed, shoving his hands into his jacket (a white spider-man jacket with black graffitied words across his chest; dios te salve maría)
"what?" he chuckled, taking in Miles' (much shorter) form. (they were both exaggerating. Kirari's only six inches taller than Miles. (6'2 — 5'8)
"nothing. you're just a lot taller when you're standing up." Miles jumped, his eyes aligning with Kirari's for a second, "wassup."
smiles etched their ways onto the boys faces, both feeling at ease with each other. "so, how's the first day treating you? made any friends?"
Miles shrugged, his eyes darting to Wanda's seat, "mh, maybe one." Kirari narrowed his eyes, his smile growing,
"only one? what's their name?"
"Wanda."
"oh? and nobody else?"
"mhh... nope. I don't think so." Miles brought his hand to his chin, putting on a face of concentration, "well, there is someone else, this dude, I just can't remember his name... what was it? uhm... Kiari? Kido? Kirare?"
Kirari laughed, moving his hand to ruffle Miles' hair, earning a groan from the male, "yo, you messin' with the drip."
