【Sinja】Drama Club

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After that day in detention Sinbad couldn't get Ja'far out of his head. He had the other on his mind before, but now it was a lot more difficult.

Sinbad found himself staring at Ja'far in the classes they did have together, which is turned out they had two. He never really payed attention to anyone in those classes because his best friends were in those classes as well.

To Sinbad... Ja'far was ethereal. His beautiful white hair framed his face in just the right places, his freckles dotted his face like chocolate chips on that milk white skin, and those eyes... those gray eyes that scrutinized everything but softened once in a blue moon and made your heart melt if it were directed at you.

Currently, Ja'far was tapping his eraser pencil against his lips as his eyes trailed over the notes in his book.

Sinbad was chatting with his friends Hinahoho and Sharrkan, being loud as usual, and he was glancing over to Ja'far every so often. No one noticed Sinbad's attraction to Ja'far (except Pisti and Yamraiha) Because Sinbad never really showed attraction to men.

"Ooh~ whats this?"

"Hey! Give that back!"

Sinbad turned his head quickly to the sound of Ja'far's voice. He frowned once he saw that the annoying student named Judal had taken Ja'far's notebook.

"Haha! What is this? Sinbad of the seven seas? What is this? Some weird fanfiction?" Judal asked tauntingly.

Sinbad narrowed his eyes as the room started to whisper, though, Ja'far didn't look embarrassed. He just looked angry.

"Judal, give him back the notebook. You don't even understand it," Sinbad demanded, his voice stern which caused Hinahoho and Sharrkan to look surprised.

Ja'far made no effort to look at Sinbad and before Judal could even reply he yelped in shock as his wrist was grabbed and suddenly he was in the air, then slammed onto the floor with Ja'far's right foot on the back of his head, pressing his face into the floor.

A stunned silence filled the room as Ja'far calmly grabbed his notebook back and sat back down.

Sinbad couldn't stop the grin from spreading and walked over to Ja'far, "how did you do that? Totally badass."

Ja'far snorted as he packed up his bag, "my family owns a martial arts school. I obviously had to learn is as well." He spoke simply.

The two spoke to each other and the atmosphere felt so... natural. Hinahoho looked at Sharrkan and rose a brow, "did you know they knew each other?"

"He asked about him before but I didn't think they actually spoke."

Hinahoho smiled warmly at the sight of his friend talking animatedly to a seemingly bored pretty boy.

The bell rang and as Ja'far was leaving the room, Sinbad put a hand on the other's shoulder, "You wanna come hang out with my friends and I? Your friends can come too, the blonde girl and Yamraiha right?"

Ja'far hummed in thought before shaking his head lightly, "I better not. I have plans already, but... maybe we'll chat some other time, Sin~" He practically cooed as he left the room with a snicker as Sinbad looked dumbstruck.

"Uh... are you okay?" Sharrkan asked.

Sinbad never had anyone give him a nickname. "Sinbad" just seemed like one of those names where you had to say the whole thing.

"He called me Sin..." Sinbad spoke to himself before a huge grin appeared and he looked to Hinahoho, "I'm fine. Let's go party!!"

"Yeah!!!" Sharrkan cheered as well.

Hinahoho rolled his eyes but followed them out with a smile, you're falling for that boy, Sinbad.