The Silver Haired boy from Russia

Chemicals of all sorts

It was finally the day to put into practice what Victor had struggled to accomplish. It was the last class before lunch so Victor agreed to meet Jirou outside the school where Victor nervously handed out the books to the three individuals.

"I...I tried my best" Victor's voice was frail and shaky.

They gave the books a flick through and seemed satisfied with what Victor had written in them. Victor did not receive a word of thanks as they stared to walk towards the building. Victor kept his head down while walking behind them. He hoped Yuri was not around to see him this way. He began to think about what he did last night. 

-Last night- 

Victor rubbed his eyes, tired from the constant switching back and forth to the books and the translator. He pinched the top of his nose between his eyes, desperately hoping the head ache would go away soon but it was only getting worse. He sighed and stood up from his desk then walked out of his room down to the kitchen. There, he reached up to a cupboard that had some medication in it. He took a box of pills for headaches and popped two into his mouth. He placed the box back then got a glass of water to wash the pills down his throat. He looked at the small round clock on the wall. It read 12am.

"Victor?" His mother asked when she came into the room "Are you okay?"

Victor set the glass down beside the sink and nodded.

"Yeah, I just have a small headache"

She didn't ask further. Victor went back to his room and sat back down at his desk, all energy nearly depleted. He organized everything and realised he only a had a little more to go. He eyed his phone that was thrown on the bed. It had been turned it off to stop himself from talking to Yuri. It tortured him but he was almost finished. He picked up his pen but his hand cramped up. Ignoring it, he went back to writing. 

'Nearly finished nearly finished nearly finished'  He said over and over to keep himself up and motivated.

The chant was working well. He had jotted down the last few numbers and dropped the pen to the desk. He leaned back in his chair and rubbed his face, tired but happy it was finished. He stood up once more and cleaned up the mess. With papers in their folders and books shoved into his bag, Victor changed into his pajamas, turned off the light and flopped into the bed. Tomorrow was going to be another long day.

-

Victor snapped out of his thoughts once they got to the door of the laboratory and could already hear the teacher calling out the names to see who was present. They eventually opened the door into the quiet room and were met with heads immediately turning towards them.

"Why are you all coming in here now?" The teacher asked with a stern voice. 

Jirou looked at Victor.

"We're sorry, Victor looked lost so we came to help him show the way"

Victor wanted to run away from this dire situation. The teacher glanced at Victor then back to Jirou.

"Alright, just try to be early next time"

They said their thanks and went ahead to the assigned table, not passing any heed to the other students stares. Although Victor had tensed up from them, he pretended not to care. The two girls sat beside each other on one side of the table while Victor reluctantly sat down on the other side beside Jirou. The teacher then walked around the room with a big blue plastic box containing pairs of safety glasses. When it came to their table, the last one, Victor grabbed a pair out and wiped off the dust that had settled inside and outside the lenses with his sleeve before putting them on. Next, equipment was taken out of their cupboards, taken down from the shelves and grabbed off the long wooden table beside the wall. With all equipment set up, glass beakers, stirrers and small, clear glass jugs, Victor took a deep breath and hoped this would be over quickly. He was panicking however as the jugs containing the chemicals needed, were all labeled in Japanese. He would have to somehow rely on Jirou. They all took out their books and looked through them. Everything was written down so all they had to do was follow it, right?