Blonde & Yellow

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"My name is Anri Sonohara....And I am the class rep."

There was a girl with short, choppy black hair with bangs and big circular glasses. She spoke to you in a soft, timid voice before bowing with a slight blush on her cheeks. Next to her was a boy who was also blushing. His name was Mikado Ryugamine. He had a short haircut as well and was just a few inches taller than Anri.

His name reminds me of an air conditioner.

You stood in front of the class with a welcoming smile. On the inside however, you were still dying from embarrassment of last night's vivid dream and you were also still nervous about your first day on the job. You didn't want to mess up after all or there goes your apartment.

And I could just forget about buying that new lipstick.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Ms. Sonohara. It's a pleasure​to meet all of you, actually." You turned around write your full name, email address, and office hours so that your students would know when to contact you. 

"She seems nice right?" Mikado whispered to Anri.

"Mhhm," Anri nodded.

You were glad you had a made a good impression on at least two students. Hopefully the rest of the day will go just as smoothly.

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Class was a pleasant experience and everything went better than expected. The students were very studious and rarely caused a disruption. Now it was your lunch break and you could sit down and relax with your homemade bento box.

"So, did you hear about how the Yellow Scarves are back?"

"Yeah! One of them asked my boyfriend to join!"

"Seriously they asked Kenji to join?"

Your ears perked up at the conversation two young high school girls were having with each other.

Damn it....Are they still recruiting high school kids? Those fucking bastards.

Another girl with long, black hair came to join them.

"Yellow Scarves huh?" she smirked. "Well there's this new hottie in town whose a super gentleman. He like, totally respects women and stuff."

"Oh yeah I heard of him," the blonde student said. "Kenji tells me to stay away from him though since he's a womanizer." She made a pouty face, causing all the girls to laugh.

"His name is...." The brunette tapped her finger on her chin. "Chikage Rokujou!"

"He's dreamy," the black haired girl grinned.

The blonde student rolled her eyes. "I heard he's the leader of a biker gang so yeah, no thanks."

Their chatter went on to a different topic but you still lingered on that name. Chikage Rokujou. How could it be that Ikebukuro had become tangled with a biker gang? You knew this city had dark corners no one should just waltz right into, but now all this gang nonsense had just become a norm to everybody.

"I might as well start up my gang at this point," you sighed, sinking down into your chair.

You then shook your head rapidly.

Yeah, no. Not a good idea.

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The school day was over and the sun was now setting; quickly descending into night fall. You walked through the city streets of Ikebukuro, bag weighing you down. You didn't realize how much crap teachers had to carry until you actually became one yourself. It looks like you'll just have to deal with it until you get a car. You were in the midst of going through your grocery list when you heard the loud winny of a horse, followed by a large gust of wind knocking you back a bit. You closed your eyes because of the dirt but when you opened them, your jaw dropped at the sight of Celty. She stood before you, wearing her black suit and yellow cat eared helmet. Her bike, Shooter, was right behind her, his "engine" silent. Celty looked giddy to see you since she was shimming in her spot.

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