Otaku in a killing game

Welcome to despair school: part 4

'Alright, 4 people done and that makes 9 people. Still have 6 people to introduce myself with so let's do that.'

'First of there is Noble, she's nervous for sure but not on the level as Toko. She for sure had potential, but she seems to apologize very easily and she needs to work on that.'

'Mr. Weeb/Hifumi. He is a bit weird but I don't know what to think of him, like I said we are completely different and I have to interest in telling about it. I can already guess that he is gonna bug me no matter what.'

'Geno Lookalike/Kiyotaka. He's a fanboy over rules for sure, I don't even wanna be with him as he screams that someone or me breaks the rules. He also need to cool down a little if he wants friends but in some animes people that cares about the rules have sometimes friends.'

'Ogre/Sakura. She looks scary and people don't wanna mess with her but I don't care about that all, she probably wants to fight or train with me since she poked around my body and asked about my strength. '

'Yeah yeah those were the four, let me introduce myself to the last six. With a smile on my face I walked over to the next person I was gonna introduce myself with.'

I immediately saw a person that I wanted to speak to, a person that I saw on the internet and had a laugh looking at their photo.

"Yo, is something wrong?" The person said as I smirked, talking to this person was gonna be fun.

"Oh no, just wanted to introduce ourselves to each other. Something wrong with that?" They seemed to know what I spoke about as they were shaking their head.

"No man, don't worry I thought about something else!" I smiled, liking to mess with this person.

"Something else, I hope your only thinking about your introduction and nothing else. You really need to do that too." I winked as they sighed and probably were gonna introduce theirselves.

"Yo! The name's Leon Kuwata. What's up?" He introduced himself as I still had that smile on my face.

'Who can forget the Ultimate Baseball star, for starters he is athletic like really athletic.'

'He plays for the national high school champs as their cleanup hitter, being the best one there is too.'

'Ohh I haven't even looked at him yet, how he looks like I mean.'

He has dyed orange spiked hair, a goatee that's tied into a small ponytail, and pale blue eyes. He wears a white dress with the collar popped up, a white shirt with a red grunge skull design, black jeans, and white platform shoes with a black sole. He accessorizes with a padlocked chain necklace, two overlapping studded belts, rings, and an oversized safety pin on his lapel. He has several piercings - his labret, his tongue, and six in his right ear.

"Oh yeah! What's up baldy?" I greeted him as he became somewhat confused to what I called him.

"Baldy, what the hell you talking about?" He said in some broken English as I smiled.

"It's your nickname and it also comes from that photo that was on that one article, since I saw that I like the nickname baldy with you." I smirked at the thought of that cover photo which was funny to me.

"Aww man, you saw that?!" He clearly panicked because someone saw a photo of his bald head, he didn't want anyone to see I think.

"Someone did send it to me, so yes I have seen it." He was still sad probably accepting his fate of his photo being seen.

"I hate that picture! This is not cool. This is SO not cool... Seriously, I'm like, mega embarrassed right now. I didn't have a choice, okay? Shaving your head like that is part of national championship regulations! But now I refuse to cut my hair. And I'm not gonna dye it back to normal, either!" He explained to me, I wanted to say something back be he interrupted me. "Actually, can I be totally honest with you? I don't like baseball. Like, at all. I've never gone to a single practice."