The Past-1

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-Remi's POV-

"Hi, I'm Remi. I am a new transfer student from America." I introduced myself to the class with all Japanese people; hopefully they understood me. "You can sit by Ashai, raise your hand." The teacher smiled.

A boy with glasses in the back raised his hand, and i walked to the empty desk that sat next to his. Soon enough our teacher went rambling about WW2 and I couldn't give a shit. I grabbed my sketch book and looked around at something to draw. I decided that I should draw the teacher. When I finished the bell rang for us to leave for lunch. I normally didn't eat, so I just grabbed my pencils and sketch book to waste time.

I found a nice tree to sit down under to enjoy my music and peace. After a few minutes, a group of girls came to me and sat around me. I took an earbud out, "Hi" the girls smiled; "You're the transfer student everyone is talking about, you are really cute." One patted my leg. "Oh thank you, but I'm gay." I shrugged my shoulders as the girls started to look disgusted with me. I knew a lot of people didn't agree with LGBTQ and I honestly didn't care what they thought.

The girls got up and left me. Little did I know there was someone on the other side of the tree. "That was bold of you, Remi." A soft voice greeted me. "You think so?" I ask and i spot Ashai sitting down beside me. "Yeah. I don't have guts like that." He looked down, and he had a frown. "Your...gay?" I ask. "I am, but if anyone knew it would make the bullying so much worse." Ashai's eyes widened. "NO I'm not gay!" He squeaked. "I'm not telling anyone, Ashai. I promise and don't worry about anyone hurting you anymore either." I smiled and started to draw Ashai.

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