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Boarding School Au (Prinxiety)

This is probably a 2 parter. I'm just too lazy to write the second half right now. I'm tired.
Also, I need to stop with this ship, I need to do other ships because I have so many of this one.

I hope it's not too confusing in the beginning.

T.W. Mentions of anxiety attacks and death.

"I have had enough of your behavior, young man!" The male's father shouted at him, for the third time that week. In response, the young male just shrugged, he didn't care what his father thought of him, especially since he was just trying to let out his frustration at his mother's death.

So what if he went around spray painting walls, and expressing himself in illegal ways, it's not like he'd ever actually been caught, it was only when he got home and his father started going on at him about how late he was out, would he then turn and snap at his father, and tell him to stay out of his business, that he didn't actually care, he never had. Which were often the times that his father began shouting at him in response, because apparently his father didn't know how to stay calm and talk to his son, and his anger had only multiplied since the death of his wife.

His father was going on about sending him off to some school that would encourage him to actually behave, instead of allowing him to shout and be angry at anyone that was around him, however, the male knew that it wouldn't happen, he would still get angry, and there was no stopping it, however, anger was better than anxiety attacks, right?

As the next week went by, the male found himself packing his belongings up, and being shipped off to a new school, one where people were strict and annoyingly uptight, somewhere that he wouldn't make any friends and he would be stuck being lonely, the way he had been at his old school, which meant, absolutely nothing would change, and it would be pointless.

He sat on the train, watching as the world sped by, he couldn't make out the world, just the colours that contributed to it, he kind of enjoyed the fact that nothing was in focus, however, at the same time, it made his head hurt, and he turned away, watching all the people in the same carriage as him. There was the man with his glasses on his head, as he was reading the newspaper, or the female that was bounding a baby on her leg, and the little guy was laughing, and then there was the older lady, with the Labrador next to her feet, it was a golden Lab, with a bright orange vest on, indicating it was a seeing dog, and the lady was blind. He smiled to himself as he watched how everyone just seemed to fit into their lived perfectly, and they didn't care, and then there was him, who stuck out like a sore thumb.

There was one male that really caught his eye, he was wearing a white hoodie that had red inside the hood, he was wearing light blue jeans, and from what he could tell, the other male was wearing a white top, with a crown on it. His hair was a light brown, almost blonde, and when the sun shone on it, parts turned gold. From his ears hung gold earphones, he was talking but the darker male didn't know what was being said, nor was he aware that he was being watched.

A hand waved in front of his face, causing him to remove his headphones, his hood going down with it. He looked at the male stood in front of him, realising it was the one he had been staring at just moments prior. He was looking at him expectantly, had he said something? Was he waiting for something?

"I said, why are you staring?"

"O-oh... I d-didn't... I wasn't... I-I'm s-sorry... I-I just..."

"Hey, it's fine, I didn't mean it in a bad way, and I was just wondering if there was something wrong."

"N-no... I'm sorry..."

The male he had been watching, sat next to him, and started talking to him a little more, talking about his past, where he was going, where he'd come from, and why. The darker male did nothing other than nod, he hadn't anything to say, and not that he wanted to, he could listen to the other all day, his voice was mesmerizing.

"I'm Roman, by the way, I'm sorry I didn't introduce myself sooner."

"Virgil..."

"What an interesting name... I like it." Roman smiled at the male in front of him, who found himself looking down, slightly embarrassed at being paid attention to.

"You don't get spoken to often?" Roman inquired, upon noticing how introverted Virgil was. In respond he just nodded, not yet ready to open up to the male in front of him, knowing that if he did, he could be exposed and he wouldn't want anyone knowing about his past, especially since he had been forced into going to this boarding school, and what would Roman think of him if he knew he was going to a boarding school, one that was notorious for its rectification of "bad" students.

"Hey, Virgil, are you alright?"

Roman spoke, dragging Virgil out of his pessimistic thoughts, "Oh, yeah, 'm fine."

The two males continued a small conversation, in which Roman did most of the talking, whilst Virgil just listened to the way he spoke, and tried to remain quiet and not let the other know too much about him.

As they reached the stop which Virgil was to get off at, they both stood up, and left the train together, neither knew the other was going to get off at the same time as him, however, they were able to resume their conversation, and they switched phone numbers, and went their respective ways, not realising they would see the other soon.

Virgil sat in the taxi, thinking about the conversation he had with the other male, and found himself smiling, a small smile, but it was there nonetheless.

They pulled into the gates of the boarding school and Virgil found himself in awe of the sheer size of the building. He left the taxi, and stood in front of the building. He took his bags and went to the dorm he had been assigned to a week prior.

He noticed the room was devoid of all people, and there were four beds, without anyone's belongings on them, which gave him first choice. He chose the bed closest to the window, which gave him the best view of the grounds, beautiful green fields stretched for miles around, and all he could do was stare.

He was bought out of his trance as he heard the door open behind him, and in walked two other males, both wearing glasses.

"Virgil?" The male in the blue shirt and grey hoodie spoke, recognizing his old neighbor. "I didn't know you were coming here!"

"Patton, you know him?" The other male asked, he was wearing a black shirt, with a blue tie, wearing the same khaki trousers as the male next to him.

"He used to be my neighbor. Virgil, this is Logan, my boyfriend, Logan, this is Virgil."

"Salutations. It appears we have been relocated to be with him, due to our dorms being full."

Patton shrugged and left his boyfriend to hug Virgil, who was startled by the physical contact.

"Patton, I do not think he enjoys that..."

Patton, reluctantly, took a step back, and Virgil sent Logan a small smile, saying thank you.

The other male nodded slightly, sending a small smile back.

Patton and Logan chose their beds, which were the two on the opposite wall to Virgil's, which he wasn't surprised about, he expected them to want to be together.

As soon as they'd settled in, the door opened revealing their fourth roommate.

"Virgil?"

"Roman?"

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