I'm not good at describing things so.. uh..
And I'm not good at writing stories, so yes. It'll be lame. I wanted to have ShikaJin :]The Sun was almost rising up, its light hovering around the asleep blonde boy. The curtains were moving, as if dancing because of the wind, making the light completely pass through. The boy was half awake, his eyes slowly opening as he fought the urge to let himself fall asleep again.
"Boruto! Come down, you still have to eat breakfast!"
The boy stirred, he wasn't so sure who said that but it was a woman. And there's only two women in his family's house, his beloved mother and his dear sister. He slowly sat up, rubbing his eyes as he took a glance around his room. He didn't know what to do for a matter of time. The blonde only stared at the ceiling, daydreaming.
"Boruto, don't make me come upstairs!"
He snapped back to reality. That was his mom and he's supposed to be ready now, not just stare at the ceiling. He quickly stood up and did the daily routine that a normal human would, that is, if you're a human.
After he changed into his daily clothing; a white plain t-shirt, black pants, and a black tracksuit with a symbol looking bolt at the back. He went down and saw his mom preparing his lunch, while his sister was eating quietly. The blonde approached his sister and hugged her from the back. His sister hugged his arms as well and smiled sweetly to him.
A piece of pudding, sunny-side-up egg, tomatoes, a glass of warm milk and water. The blonde ate in silence but he was hurrying. He almost got choked when a piece of broccoli got stuck in his throat, luckily, they always have water ready. He coughed a bit but he drank it. He can't run with a full stomach around, he might puke.
"Mom, I'm off to the academy! I love you both, see you later!" He said as he rushed to the door. Before Hinata could say another word, the door was already closed, her son not on sight. She stared at the food she was preparing, might as well just give to Himawari if he doesn't come back for it.
Boruto was on his way when he saw Sarada and Chocho together. From what he can say, Sarada was talking about something and Chocho was eagerly listening to every word. He wanted to approach them but noticed his other friend across the road.
"Mitsuki, wait up!" He called out, the other seemed to hear him and stopped his track to look back. "What's with the rush?" Boruto asked upon catching up with the slightly taller male. Boruto noticed the boy stare at him before giving him a placid smile.
He was confused but didn't spoke about it. Boruto walked first, intending to leave the other since he wasn't speaking at all. He felt the pastel blue haired boy walk to his side, not behind him. Boruto was confused for dear life. As far as he can remember, his friend would only follow him from behind, not beside him.
But who is he kidding anyways. He didn't mind it, more like he wanted it. Both of the boys arrived at the academy, perfect time since Sarada and Chocho just arrived at the front door just like them.
"Ladies first." Chocho said and showed off her hair, hands on her waist as she stepped in. Boruto felt Sarada's eyes traveled to his side, Mitsuki. "Aren't you going in?" The blonde asked, a bit annoyed since he swore he saw a teacher coming their way.
He saw Sarada scoffed as she went in, then sat next to Chocho. In front of the girls were Inojin and Shikadai. Boruto also walked in, followed by Mitsuki. He decided to switch places with Inojin for the meantime, meaning to say, he gets to sit next to Shikadai while Mitsuki gets to sit with Inojin. The light-blonde boy didn't want to at first but decided on the last minute.
"So, what's with letting Inojin?-" Before he could finish, Shikadai had placed a book on his face. Boruto slowly pushed the book out of his face, revealing his smirk, eyes travelling from Shikadai to Inojin."Shut up."
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