Enter; The Beginners Guide To Faking Your Death

Star Boy

"Hey! Starboy!" Someone called out from behind the lunch line.

Andromeda found himself turning around to greet his classmate. He was only a couple of people away in line.

"Can you get me an extra bowl?" The classmate asked.

There goes Andromeda's lunch. What a good way to end the school year. Even though he towered over his classmates, the level of power he had in every situation was below zero.

"Sure..." he sighed and grabbed a styrofoam bowl of soup from the lunch line and added it to his tray. The fruit in his hand was all that he had now after being robbed of the main dish.

Not even a thanks in return. 400 yen down the drain, for just an apple and some baby carrots. A true rip-off in nine-year-old terms.

"Pussy ass bitch!" He hissed and took the soup from the tray. Luckily he left the not-so-desirable food on his tray so he could have something to eat.

He sat against a table that placed his back to the wall and cautiously munched on the apple. He watched as the other classmate like him found themselves being picked on as well.

Unlike Andromeda, the other quirkless boy had a main bully. A loud and both emotionally and physically explosive boy would chase around the small forest green-haired boy. This time he found himself trying to keep the food. He ended up tripping over one of the blonde's friends on the good old foot trip and spilled the soup across the floor.

He couldn't help but thank the world it wasn't him that day. He's also happy the blonde barely bothered him, with only a purposeful shoulder check every handful of weeks.

At least had had some form of protection from everyone else. The green-haired boy was mainly bullied by the blonde boy, which meant that no one was allowed to mess with him unless they were close to the blonde.

"Hey, Dim!" Someone slammed their palms across the table and scoured down at him. A sixth year who was much bigger in terms of weight, but not height, stood there staring at his tray. He pointed out, "I want your carrots."

Andromeda glared at him before a smirk shifted on his face. He quickly wiped it away, hoping that it wasn't seen. "Sure"

"What's with that smile, huh?" He asked his quirkless peer.

"Nothing." He said plainly before another smile was wiped away.

"Say it!" He slammed his fists.

He held out the carrots to the boy before it felt like some sort of demon possessed him. He snatched it back from his grasp, which only upset the bully. Part of the cafeteria gawked and whooped at the bully, making his face turn an embarrassed shade of red.

"Never too late to start eating healthy." Star blurted out of his mouth. He didn't even have a chance to stop himself as the realization took over.

The cafeteria whooped and oohed at the scene before them. He had realized the deadly words that came out of his mouth, but it was only fatal to himself. Everyone stood in an anticipating halt before Andromeda put his good legs to use.

Star bolted across the cafeteria table with an apple and bag of carrots in his hand. Others got up as well and started a pursuit down the halls. The hallways were cleared out other than a few students lingering around. They backed up as they watched Star race down the halls with a crowd of people chasing behind.

He rounded a corner, making sure to not slip and fall on the tiles. The school shoes were shitty and didn't have any good grip on them. Some of the students behind hit the ground with a meaty slap as their hands collided with the glossy stone.