Dust covered love |Genmui|

Pencils and Movies

Notes:

By popular request I have made a reincarnation sequel to A knock on the door.

Enjoy crying your eyes out AGAIN.

Muichiro Tokito's life was perfect.

He was a high school prodigy who had skipped multiple grades.

He had won so many awards.

Other than being an orphan, His life was the definition of perfect.

That was until Genya Shinazugawa walked into his classroom.

The minute the messy, rough boy had walked in late, Muichiro couldn't take his eyes off him.

The boy rolled his eyes as the teacher reprimanded him for his lateness and pointed him towards an empty seat.

The seat next to Muichiro.

Muichiro shuffled his seat over as the older boy sat down beside him, keeping his eyes on his work.

Genya didn't intimidate him, he just seemed so familiar.

The more Muichiro seemed to think about the boy sitting next to him, the more the strange unfamiliar feeling inside him grew.

He knew he had never seen this boy before, so why did he seem so familiar?

"Got a pencil?"

Muichiro looked up at Genya.

"You didn't bring one?"

Genya rolled his eyes. "Nooo, I just ask random people if they have pencils for fun"

This guy sure rolled his eyes a lot.

Muichiro fished a pencil out of his bag and tossed it to Genya.

"Thanks"

Muichiro nodded his head and turned back to his notebook.

The silence between them resumed for a couple of minutes before Muichiro was disturbed again.

"Got a rubber?"

Muichiro raised an eyebrow.

"A what?"

"A rubber" Genya repeated.

Muichiro looked at him disgusted

"What the hell is a rubber?"

"You know-"

Genya stammered, motioning, rubbing against something on his paper.

Muichiro looked at him dumbfounded.

"You mean an eraser?"

"Yeah, whatever if that's what you call it!"

Muichiro sighed.

"Did you bring anything for this class?!"

Genya smiled sheepishly

"I brought myself?"

Muichiro scoffed.

"I brought my notebook as well!"

Genya protested, holding it up.

Muichiro's eyes skimmed over the paper. Genya hadn't actually written anything, the paper was filled with small drawings.

He flicked his eraser towards Genya.

"I'm surprised you even know what class we're in"

"I honestly don't"

Muichiro looked at him.