Ｎａｓｔｙ Ｄｏｇ

【Ａｌｌ Ｂｉｔｅ;ｎｏ Ｂａｒｋ】

Key:
Y/N = Your Name
(H/c) = Hair color
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School was as boring as it ever was. Ignoring the lingering stares of classmates and hushed whispers, you'd think they'd be used to the strange boy's appearance by now or grow tired of gossiping about it, Y/N stared at the front board. The teacher droned on about a subject he couldn't care to place right now too bored out of his mind to register anything that was being said. He was just tired. Tired and bored. Y/N had since fallen into a tiresome routine since the school year began.

Wake up. Eat. Go to school. Eat lunch. Go back to class. Walk Hina home when school ends. Do homework (optional). Possibly hang out with his friends. Play video games or draw. Eat dinner. Shower. Go to bed.

The constant monotonous drum of this daily routine was wearing him down already. He already had enough of this during his second year. He wanted to do something. He wanted a break. He wanted something more. Something—anything! He was so so so sick of living such a boring and average life!

The ringing of the bell dragged Y/N out of his spiraling thoughts. He blinked. With a sigh and a stretch, Y/N shouldered his school bag. He checked his messages whilst he walked skimming them over. Occasionally he barely glanced up to keep from bumping into others.

Hinaaaaaaaaaa
Go ahead without me Y/N! I'm staying back to help a few classmates with a project

Woof Woof
Kayyyyyyy

Now noting he stood in front of his shoe locker, he shut his phone and stuffed it in his bag. Y/N switched his shoes out and began making his way home.

Walking straight home felt...weird...off somehow. He was so used to heading to Hinata's house that he immediately turned down her road at first whilst he daydreamed about going home and making snacks. Y/N frowned as he doubled back towards his house.

Y/N's mind wandered as he walked the path to his house. Although his daydreaming once again didn't last long as he was dragged out of them for the third time since this story began. The (h/c) teen turned his head to the source of the disturbance with a scowl only for his eyes to bug out.

A large crowd gathered on a set of stairs observing two people brawling (although it was more of a one sided beat down) in what seems to be a fighting ring but that wasn't what shocked Y/N the most. What shocked him the most was one of the fighters in the ring. A familiar blonde head of hair styled with a little too much gel...

Hina's wimpy ass boyfriend!

Takemichi was getting his ass handed to him by the other delinquent across from him. Y/N stood debating on whether he should intervene. He and Takemichi were close sure but more often than not Takemichi found himself in a heap of trouble Y/N would inevitably drag him out of for Hinata's sake.

"I can't turn back!" Takemichi shouted. Y/N cocked his head to the side wondering what he was going on about much like the other onlookers. "I have a reason why...I can't turn back!"

Just what the hell is Takemichi saying?

"Kiyomasa of the Tokyo Manji Gang..." Takemichi held a determined face as he remained steadfast in this death wish of his. "If you wanna win, you're gonna have to actually kill me."

The other teen, Kiyomasa, scoffed. He turned his head to what Y/N presumed to be his lackeys. "Bring me my bat!"

Ah shit. Guess I gotta now. Hina would be sad if Takemichi died before they got married.