𝓜𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓘𝓷𝓯𝓪𝓽𝓾𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷

𝟎𝟏𝟒

I don't get it. There's at least three inches of snow on the ground, and yet we still have to go to school? I heard that Kimetsu didn't have to go at all. There was a two hour delay, but still! That's not fair...

When they released us for lunch, I was not going to go on the rooftop. I'll find somewhere else to eat.

"Oi!"

Why are people always calling out to me? With an annoyed groan, I looked behind me and saw a blue-haired boy with an eye patch. He's wearing one of those white uniforms. He had his hands in his pockets as he walked over to me, his posture a bit slouched.

"Tokito Y/N?" He asked.

I nodded, glancing around with furrowed brows.

"Saikou-san wants me to bring you to the club room."

He walked past me and down the hallway, obviously expecting me to follow him. Saikou? That name sounds familiar. But from where?

"No," I said simply, turning to walk the other way.

A hand wrapped around my arm and tugged me harshly. I pulled away and narrowed my eyes at the boy, who was also glaring at me.

"You're coming with me, whether you like it or not," he growled.

"I don't want to," I said.

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a can of pepper spray.

"I'm going to say this one last- Hey!"

In the blink of an eye, the can was now in my hand.

"Y'know, using a weapon to threaten me is kinda stupid, especially since we're in a school. That makes you no better than a delinquent," I said, throwing the can in the air and catching it, "I'll take this for safe keeping, thank you very much."

He cracked his knuckles, his uncovered eye twitching slightly.

"You're so lucky we're on school grounds. If we weren't, I would've already kicked your ass!"

"I doubt that."

I turned to walk away, but three more boys appeared behind me. One of them has long black hair and glasses with jewels. The second has scarlet hair with orange feathers in it, and, for some reason, his eyes are closed. The third had short white hair and black eyes. They were all wearing the white uniform.

"I'd suggest you return Aoi his pepper spray, darling," the scarlet-haired one said.

He had on a sweet smile, but it was obviously fake. I grumbled under my breath and threw the pepper spray back to him.

"What do you want?" I asked.

"Didn't Ryugoku-san tell you?" The black-haired one rhetorically asked, "Saikou-san wishes to speak to you in the Student Council club room."

"Ooh, I get it now," the white-haired one said, "I bet everything I own that Saikou-san has a crush on you!"

"That's quite rash, Torayoshi-kun, don't you think?" Scarlet hair said.

He rolled his eyes, still smiling, and went over to me.

"Tell me the deets after!"

Black hair cleared his throat and adjusted his glasses, seemingly getting impatient.

"Well, we mustn't keep Saikou-san waiting any longer," he said, walking down the hallway.

He walked alongside blue hair, and the other two were still standing there. When I started walking, they walked as well. I just wanna eat lunch...

We made it to the club room, and black hair opened it for me. I stepped inside and glanced around. It was actually pretty nice. A few bookshelves were against the walls, and in the middle was a long table. Two chairs were on each side, one chair was at the end by the windows, and at the other end was a desk with a closed laptop on it.

Sitting on the chair by the windows was a familiar silver-haired boy, sipping on some tea. He glanced over at me and set the teacup down.

"Ah, you've brought her," he said, "Thank you. You guys can leave now."

With that, the four boys left me in the club room. Silver hair beckoned me over, but I shook my head and crossed my arms.

"No. What do you want?" I demanded.

He sighed and stood from his plush seat.

"Didn't I warn you? I told you to stay away from Aishi Ayato. And what did you do? You spent your Saturday with him," he said.

"Okay, first of all- Wait... How do you-?"

"How I know doesn't matter! What does matter is the fact that you keep going against my orders!"

"I don't even know who you are!"

He pinched the bridge of his nose and took a deep breath.

"... I have a proposition for you," he said, "Why don't you join the Student Council?

"No."

"It wasn't a question."

He went over to me and patted my head, which I quickly shook off. He stared at me for longer than he needed to before speaking again.

"I'm going to transfer you to Class 2-2 so I can keep a better eye on you. Don't go against me anymore."

Before I could say another word, he quickly ushered me out of the room and slid it shut. I stood there silently in shock. What the actual fuck just happened?

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