Different Sides (Septiplier Au) (RE-EDITING)

Chapter 2: The Gal and Her Knight

(Edited chapter)

(Tim's Pov)

First, I headed to the dorm's building to find my room. It took me some time to get to my place. But I manage to get my room, alive...

The place was very cozy, a nice TV in the living room with a three set couch and a rocking chair, and a table. There was a small kitchen and far down was a set of three rooms. I took the closest room and placed my thing on the bed, the walls were painted white and there was a nice night table close to the bed. I just left everything on the bed and headed out to look for my brother.

I exit the dorms and made my way to the class building, entering the building and being greeted by many students. Most of them were placing their things on their lockers, while other just headed to their respective classes. I could tell that this year had been a successful one to get more students, really worried if some of them are here just to cause problem.

I walked through the crowded hallway and made my way to my primary place. Each door had a different number, but none of them were the class I was looking for. I took a left turn from the hallway and at the end of the turn, was a small label sticking out from the top, the class I was looking for. 

103

I took a deep breath, I took a glance of the classroom from the window, but there was no sign of any student. With some final thinking, I opened the door and entered the classroom.

The place looked nicely packed. There were sound proof foam on the back of the classroom, and the left and right wall, leaving one wall without it. Seeming to know that was where the board was placed for presentations and plans; there were squared couches on the side of the room, were people could sit and see the presentations in front. It looked spacious for a swordsman class, there weren't many things in here, but for what it had, it looked pretty decent. 

I heard the door opened and I looked behind me, seeing who entered the classroom. A smile formed into my lips and so did the person who entered. I was instantly hugged by him, I quickly hugged back, feeling if I let go, I would lose him.

I don't know how many minutes passed when we let go off each other, I could see him wipe away some tears away from his cheeks; keeping some stability and not wanting to get an emotional mess. I wiped away some of my tears and let out a sigh escape from my lips. I felt him put a hand on my shoulder and smile at me. I couldn't believe we haven't seen each other for five years.

His hair was recently fixed; he had gotten his jet black hair cut down on the sides and dye the top of his hair in an intense red color. He gotten some facial hair on his sides and build up some muscle, he even started to use his glasses again; he had a red shirt with grey jeans and black shoes.

"Oh my god, look at you. You've changed so much, Tim" My brother spoke amazed by my change and differences that happen after five years.

"Yeah, the same goes to you, Mark. You've gotten some muscle and you grew a couple of inches" I teased and I felt a sudden squeeze in my shoulder.

"And your still annoying than usual" Mark replied, feeling the grip on my shoulder tighten more and more.

"Okay, okay, I take it back" I said with plead, feeling the grip way too much for me to handle.

"That's what I thought" He told me with his cocky voice and let go of me. I was relief that I was released from his death grip.

"You know I was just joking" I said as an excuse, but it was a waste of time. Since he walked past me and sat down on one of the couches.