KayJin's Pov
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"Kay-Kun! Wait up!" I stopped walking on my hands and turned to the person who called my amazing, BTS worthy, name. Turns out it was Haruhi who called me.
"Yes, Haru-Chan? You called?" I asked in a high pitched voice. She laughed and shook her head.
"Kay-Kun you're going to hurt yourself... Stand up the right way, and put on some shoes." She scolded lightly looking down so she could see my face and not my abs as she did so since I was still doing a handstand.
"But, Kaa-san everything looks so much cooler like this!" I explained enthusiastically.
"How have you not passed out yet with all the blood rushing to your head?" She asked confuzzled. Hehe, I like that word, confuzzled.
"Remember I used to sleep on the monkey bars in preschool while hanging upside down!" I reminded.
"That doesn't matter Kay-Kun come on the Host club is waiting for us." She said urgently. I huffed bending in the bridge position, my back cracking as I did so. I slowly stood up and turned around to see Haruhi looking like she's done with everything.
"I want some dick," I stated blankly to her she blushed a bright red and told me not to say that so loud. I giggled.
So, you might be wondering how I got in this situation well...
~Flashback~
"KayJin!" I heard the yell from down below.
"Yeah?!" I yelled back taking a good look at my new tattoo. 'Nice' I smirked.
"Come down here!" He yelled again, 'what a stupid rat.'
"Okay, whatever I'm coming!" I replied, putting on a leather jacket, some leather skinny jeans, and black combat boots. No shirt, those things are annoying. 'Oh shit! I almost forgot some of my piercings! Stupid! That's almost as bad as not getting some dick in two days!' I mentally scolded myself. I put on my lip, tongue, ear, and nose piercings. Two on my lip, one in my tongue, eight on one ear and four on the other, and one nose piercing.
I walked down the steps, maids, and butlers bowing as I did so, I chuckled gotta love the affection. Once I made it to the living room in which my father was held he looked up, saw what I was wearing, and looked back down. "What did ya need me for pops?" I questioned sassily while sitting Indian style on the floor.
"I deci-" 'I wonder how it would feel to be blown up... I never got blown up before, I should blow myself up. That would be fun! Oh, I need accomplices though. I can't blow myself up without help.' I started writing down my thoughts on the little notebook I carry around with me.
"ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING?" yelled my father.
"Obviously, why else would I be writing down what you're saying?" I asked, showing him the entire conversation. He looked annoyed, proud, baffled, tired, and ready to strangle me.
"H-how? You were literally mumbling about exploding something, how did you write down the entire conversation without paying attention to it?" He asked astonished.
"Magic~" I replied, doing jazz hands with a closed-eye smile. He chuckled. 'Going to a new school, eh? Ew.'
"Here's your uniform you strange child." My father said as he handed me the uniform. It's soft and comfortable, I like it. "You will be starting school tomorrow so, be ready by six o'clock and make sure not to get any more tattoos, there banned there." My dad explained. Just him saying that got me disgusted. 'Fuck no, fuck this shit I'm out.'
"Nope, I'm not going anymore. That school can kiss my ass." I glared at him. He sighed.
"Fine, make sure you don't get caught with the new tattoos though." He chided, I nodded and left. 'Time to go break some shit!' I mentally cheered.
~End of flashback~
I then met Haruhi and the others, I never did regret stepping foot in that magical place filled to the brim with weirdos, screaming fangirls, and love.
Will he continue to not regret his decision? Who knows. I surely don't. -Author-Chan
