[A/N: You'll find out who that guy in the photo is in a bit. Btw, that photo used to look different. I'm the cause for the difference thanks to editing, lol. ;-)]
8:30 am, Friday, almost the end of the field trip day so yeah. Bear with me please.
-Kayden-
F...finally... the torture... is over...
We've arrived at the doorstep to Hazashi Industries Main Branch. After what seemed to be a bus trip filled with enjoyment and torture.
We lined up by group in front of the entrance, me of course, with the two people who have tortured my poor body at least once.
"Hey Kayden, you're not looking so well" said Asami looking at me from the side,
"Well... obviously... because..."
YOU GUYS HAVE BEEN TORTURING ME SO MUCH FOR ONE DAY I CANT TAKE IT ANYMORE PLEASE NO MORE
"Because what?"
"Nothing"
"ATTENTION CLASS!"
That was our teacher/advisor calling us to stand in attention. Only when I looked at her, she looked as if she was trying to contain her excitement.
"Kayden-sama... our teacher kinda looks like she's fantasizing about something..." whispered Miyomi,
"Huh?"
"Oh yeah, she's like that one girl in DR" whispered Asami while overhearing,
"G-guys what are you talking about?"
But no reply. They went back to paying attention.
So this is what it feels like to get left out...
All of the sudden the two large doors to the skyscraper-like building opened, and what came our where two lines of large bodyguards in suits. Each row went east and west. And then in the center was a large man in a suit and shades.
He looked like a giant in my perspective, and we thought he was Mr. Akito Hazashi. Our advisor stepped forth, and asked
"Excuse me. Mister Hazashi?"
The tall man didn't answer, but instead moved to the east side. Upon realizing it was another bodyguard, our teacher stepped back a bit, looming a bit embarrassed.
After the bodyguard moved, an older man appeared behind him. One in glasses, grey hair and a slouched posture. He also looked like he was in his early 60s. His suit was different and grey, and he wore the Hazashi's logo on his suit pocket.
That's definitely Akito...
"Hello Mr. Hazashi, it's nice to finally meet you"
Our teacher stepped forth and made that ridiculous outdated greeting. It made the whole class cringe, facepalm, etc.
"Sorry, miss" said the old man, "But I'm not Akito Hazashi"
Upon hearing that, our teacher went from excited to disappointed in an instant.
"Y-you aren't?"
"I'm afraid not. The one you're looking for is right there"
"Konnichiwa~!"
We heard a calm sounding voice, and the older man stepped aside. As we looked, we saw someone way younger than him.
AND I MEAN WAAAAAAAY YOUNGER
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Hollow Heart
RomanceFor as long as I can remember, I was alone. But unlike most lonely people, I never desired friends, and I never understood why. Not that it bothered me. At school, everyone were friends with each other, and they paid so much attention to each other...
