「Okaeri」

April

20th of April, 2016. Tenma was a rather short, slender, feminine boy. He was generally rather delicate looking, almost like a flower. His hair was like a soft lilac, with his eyes being a contrast of warm orange. He was sat in his new form class of his third year at high school. There were a few familiar faces but for the most part the class had been completely reassembled, which Tenma was quite glad about since he didn't exactly get along with his class from the year before.
Just as the form tutor was about to start registration, a tall, blonde haired male walked in. Tenma's eyes sparkled and his eyes widened as he lay his eyes on the male. He almost looked like an angel. How his blonde hair glimmered in the morning sunlight through the windows, how his golden eyes twinkled to his perfectly chiselled features. He panted a little as he burst into the classroom.
"Ah...Apologies for my tardiness.." He said to the teacher before he straightened his posture.
The girls began to chatter and let out soft squeals at the unusual yet gorgeous looking male.
"Ah, give it no matter. You must be...Yamasaki Senan? Our new student, yes?" The teacher asked, pushing his rectangular spectacles up His the bridge of his nose.
The male nodded,
"Yes, Sir. That is me." He replied with a slight bow. The teacher then gestured for Senan to move to the centre of the front of the classroom.
"Come here, introduce yourself." He said with a slight smile. Senan nodded before he strolled in a rather graceful manner to the centre of the classroom front.
He looked across the classroom, making Tenma's heart skip a beat as they briefly caught eye contact.
"Nice to meet you all, my name is Yamasaki Senan, transferring from America." He spoke and bowed. He then turned to the chalk board and began to write the kanji for his name with chalk, the norm whenever a student joined a school. "I am very excited to attend this school, and I hope I can make some good friends here as well as being a helpful member of the community of our school." He said, keeping a monotonous expression throughout the entirety. He then all of a sudden flicked his hair out of his eyes casually, causing a breakout of squeals and exclamations from the girls of the class.
"Uwahh~! Yamasaki-san come sit next to me~!" One of them squealed as others begged for the handsome male to sit next to them.
Senan acted very nonchalant as he glided across the classroom to the only left over seat in the entire room, which just so happened to be the one directly six seats away from Tenma, by the window where the golden sunshine glinted in, highlighting Senan in the most glorious way.

Tenma couldn't help himself but gaze and stare at Senan, leaning his dainty chin on the palm of his soft hand as he gazed hopelessly at the male. He then looked down at his doodle pad and suddenly got an idea. As the teacher began registration, Tenma began to write down a note on I small sheet of paper from his doodle pad. The note simply said 'Hi - From Yancha Tenma.' on it. He folded the paper up into a neat paper plane and crossed his fingers in his right hand as he aimed the plane at Senan. He then threw the paper plane so it glides over to Senan's desk. It luckily landed perfectly, making Tenma mentally cheer for himself.
Senan let out a confused hum before picking up the paper plane. He decided to open it. He read the brief note before his head darted around to see if he could spot who it was.
Then suddenly the teacher called out Tenma's name.
"Yancha Tenma?" He called for registration.
Tenma put his hand up briefly,
"Present, Sir." He said before he looked over and caught Senan's gaze again, making Tenma smile bashfully and rub the back of his neck.
Senan seemed to have a slight glint in his eyes before he faced the desk and seemed to be writing.
Tenma began to get rather embarrassed since he thought maybe he made Senan think he was a massive weirdo, but then suddenly Tenma got hit in the cheek gently by a sharp object.
"Uh..!" He let out as he rubbed his cheek. He then looked down at his desk to discover another paper plane. His eyes lit up as he immediately opened it.
The message read 'What do you want?' Which made a Tenma frown just a little bit. He then began to write back.
He then threw the paper plane back over and ended up making it fall underneath Senan's desk. Tenma hopes to god he would find it.
Senan picked up the plane and opened it once again, reading the message that read 'I want a friend~' he wrote with a little '( ◠‿◠ )' face afterwards. Senan sighed, 'This guy seems annoying...although he is rather cute, I wouldn't want to upset him...in fact..He sort of looks girly...but then again, I won't just make friends with anybody..' he thought to himself before writing back. The message read 'I don't make friends with just anyone...Could you give me a reason to be friends with you?' He wrote back before throwing it over to Tenma.
Tenma took the paper plane off his desk and read it. He pouted in thought which made Senan chuckle in his head at the funny boy.
Tenma wrote ' I don't know! I don't know what you'd want in a friend! But I don't have any friends so I guess maybe be my friend out of pity? Sound good? I'm kidding, although I don't have any friends really Hah..' he wrote before flying it back once again. Senan read the note before sending back a final one.
'Well you are pretty so I'll give you a chance. I'll meet you in this classroom at first break.' He  sent to Tenma. Tenma read the message and turned bright red, standing up from his seat and letting out a loud shout,
"Eh?!!" He exclaimed before realising what he had done, looking around at everyone silently staring at him. He then looked over at Senan who was smirking to himself as it happened, looking out of the window. Tenma's head then turned to the teacher as he spoke.
"Mr. Yancha, is there something you'd like to share with the class?" The teacher asked, crossing his arms. Tenma shook his head and sat down, hiding his face by putting t on the desk and holding his arms around himself as everyone laughed at him, a few insult being thrown around, even someone threw a ball of crumpled up paper at him.
"Loser!"
"What a weirdo! guess it's not unusual for that guy though."
"I bet he was doing something perverted, gay lord..'
These were just a few of the insults that people clearly muttered as people laughed at poor Tenma.
Senan looked at Tenma and gulped, he didn't mean for that to happen to the little guy. He felt like such an asshole, seeing Tenma, a small, fragile looking boy in a tight hunch, hiding himself as best he could.
Senan sighed before the room fell silent when Senan looked around the classroom with a glare, a dark aura surrounding him.