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【☆】★【☆】【☆】★【☆】【☆】★【☆】 ༺♥༻ • • • ꜱᴄᴀʀᴀᴍᴏᴜᴄʜᴇᴘᴏᴠ Those fuckers really need to be taught a lesson, glaring at me like that, tsk. It's like a hamster trying to assert it's dominance, not scary one bit. As soon as I see those pipsqueaks they'll get what they deserve.
ꜰᴀꜱᴛꜰᴏʀᴡᴀʀᴅᴛᴏᴀꜰᴛᴇʀꜱᴄʜᴏᴏʟᴀᴄᴛɪᴠɪᴛɪᴇꜱ
I started to walk through the long crowded halls, passing through stupid classrooms that don't teach shit, boring as fucking usual.
I was wondering if skipping Volleyball would make my mood any better, I'm needed as the libro but I couldn't give a fuck, my teammates were dimwits that didn't know how to play.
While walking through classroom's that were filled with after-school club activities I noticed Y/n, the classroom read "Chess Club" but I didn't give a shit, that motherfucker was so dead. Before I could even step in and shout at them, someone interrupted me.
"Hmm! Would you look at that, you seem like a fellow that's good at chess, I challenge you to a game!" The person that interrupted me exclaimed. Another pipsqueak that need's a beating.
"Accepted." Pipsqueak #1 nodded, then a blue short- haired twink set up the chess board. Tsk, do I really have to wait until they have their stupid little match.
The twink that helped set up the table sat next to this light blue haired boy, this place reeks of homo.
Pipsqueak #2 looked excited but something malicious could be seen in her eyes, can this shit seriously be any slower.
"Since you challenged me to a game, what's your name?"Pipsqueak #1 asked.
"Ah! I almost forgot to introduce myself, silly me! My name is..."
