Senan walked to class alone, his arms crossed as he did so.
There seemed to be a small group of delinquent students walking the opposite way to Senan, chattering, shouting, cussing. Senan simply rolled his eyes briefly but when he crossed them, they stopped him.
"Oi, you're Yamasaki Senan right?" One them asked, which Senan assumed was the leader. He turned to them and nodded.
"That is my name...what do you want?" He asked, a serious expression as always. They walked over to the tall male.
"You know Yancha Tenma." The delinquent leader said.
"Uh..Yes I do, since I joined." He answered back.
The group began to snicker.
"If I were you, I might not want to hang around that guy, unless you want him to try jump you." The leader snickered before another of them joined in,
"Yeah! That guy means trouble! He's actually gay you know." He said, pretending to whisper. The guys chuckled.
"You don't need to whisper, like the whole schools knows about what happened." Another laughed out.
Senan scoffed at them and crossed his arms again, sending them a death glare.
"Whatever, is there actually something you needed to ask me or was that it?" He asked, not interested in what they had to say by this point at all.
"Ah, yeah!" The leader announced. "That Yancha kid clings to you, you could totally show him up and fuck him up really bad." The leader said and smirked. Senan just sighed and walked away without a word, internally disgusted by what they said but he didn't want to even give them his time to shout at them. The group thought they had accomplished their 'mission' so simply walked away snickering.
Once he got to class he realised it was with Tenma, and it was math.
Luckily for him there was a spare seat next to Tenma, so he took that one. When he did this though, Tenma got nervous and gulped, glancing around the room before he grabbed his note pad and began to write in it.
He seemed to write a little sentence before ripping it off and discreetly passing it to Senan on his desk.
Senan let out a soft, curious hum as he took the note and read the neat handwriting. It read, 'A really bad guy usually sits there, if he comes in and sees you then you and I will surely be dead.' Tenma had written, looking up at Senan with a worried, fearful, yet oddly adorable expression.
Senan wrote back and slipped it onto Tenma's desk. Senan has written 'don't worry, if he does I'll take care of it.'
Tenma read it and nodded but he was still afraid.
On the brighter side, it was certain by the time it was twenty minutes into the class that the 'bad guy' Tenma wrote about wasn't going to come into class that day.
The work for that class was handed out but as the class got on with their studies, Tenma had his head in the desk like he was sulking. After a while, Senan looked up from his desk and over at the smaller male.
"Yancha-kun, do your work." He whispered. Tenma looked up at him with a desperately depressing look on his face.
"There is no point." He said sadly.
"What are you talking about?" Senan asked.
"Because they give me a different set of questions to everyone else because I'm too stupid compared to you and everyone else so there is no point in doing the questions because they give me a really easy questions instead of the ones you have, look see?" He explained before he quickly solved all of the questions on his paper within a minute.
"They give me questions for toddlers because I'm too stupid to do the same questions as everyone else.." He said before putting his head on the desk again.
Senan looked dubiously at Tenma's paper and his own. He then looked around at other people's sheets.
'But your sheet is the same as..everyone else's..' he thought to himself whilst everybody else still was working on the first few questions and a Tenma managed to solve them all in the blink of an eye.
'Tsk, you don't know yourself Yancha Tenma' He thought to himself before continuing his work.
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「Okaeri」
RomanceA small, bullied boy was a third year in a highschool in Japan, with a traumatising past, This boy's name was Tenma Yancha. He had learnt to live his life without anyone to turn to. In the beginning of his third year, a new student joins his school...
