The Bird & The Worm

Ch.2: Forced Time.

Hi! It's me again. If you're wondering where's the earring..well, wait for it. I've big plans for it lol. Enjoy this chapter (:
Ps. I don't like being repetitive with the words a.k.a pleonasm but I would love if someone could help me with this.
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Today is your first day in your new school. Apparently it's gonna be a long day: One, you alarm didn’t wake you up in time and two, you totally forgot about starting school today. Running as fast as you can, you enter to your new classroom a little bit late. With the class already started, you tried to sneak out to the nearest seat but failed, leaving your backpack, Professor; Mr. Yanagida brought you in front of the class for proper introduction. All kind of comments can be heard around the room: boys being happy to have you there and girls talking about your “reputation”. Starting to feel uncomfortable, you asked Mr. Yanagida if you can choose a place to seat which he accepted. There were 3 empty seats: one at the front, other in the middle of the classroom next to what you called “the fuckboy guy” and the last at the corner next to the window.  You’re pretty good at everything relate to school and choosing the seat on the bottom would make you distracted. Even if you don’t like the idea of sitting next to what you suppose “ the cocky guy” you have to. Putting your stuff over the desk disposing to take sit, you hear a voice inside your head telling you to check the chair first. For the first time you end up listening and with a single touch the chair breaks into pieces. Everyone in the classroom was looking at you..

-Well, it seems that we need to check the seats after class.- Mr. Yanagida replies.

Quickly, you grab your things and take sit on the corner seat. A giggle is coming to your ears, it’s from the boy sitting next to you.

-My, my. You’re really smart. How do you know that it was a trap? Kekekeke.- said the pale guy chewing a nail.

You remember that voice from before, spinning in his direction you observe his desk: an almost new notebook with strange symbols in it, a sewing case and a doll.

-So you’re the pranker here ah?.- you asked a little irritated by his comment.

-But you messed it up.- he answer.

Before you could reply to his statement, Mr. Yanagida asked everyone’s attention for an announcement.

-I’m gonna pair you all for the science project. Please don’t switch partners cuz it’s gonna affect your final score.

Mr. Yanagida start to call names and giving them the material they need. You on the other side were kinda nervous cuz you could feel the heavy vibe around you, mostly for the girls. You were a beautiful girl, with (e/c) which are rarely seen in these area, (h/l)(h/c) hair that flows gracely in the wind. In the past, you used to have a lot of trouble  making girl friends so to let all the drama you decided to get along with only boys. So you hope for the best.

-And at last but not least… (Y/N) (L/N) and Souichi Tsuji.- Mr. Yanagida called for you to and gave you the material. Souichi receiving the copies while you were paying attention to professor. Suddenly you could notice a growing smile on Souichi but it disappear at the instant you lock eyes with him.

Time passed flying and your first day was finally over. You and Souichi agreed to discuss the project after classes. You have ur doubts about being his partner due to the recent events and his lack of intention to cooperate.

A nail is shoot in your direction barely touching your left cheek.

-What are u think you’re doing?.- you scream in his direction, now more than just irritated. -Seriously what’s going on with you dude? I’m trying to be friendly with you and you just…- your hand is touching his elbow….a kaleidoscope of memories are flying in your mind: birth, his granny, his lost brother, family and all those moments alone. -Nevermind.- you reply before his impatient look in his dark eyes. Now you remember why you avoid being close to someone: your clairvoyance. Since you were little with only touching someone you could get to know them when they grew closer to you. Their real self. But this time was different, it was like he already know you and give you permission to see through.