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Alright! I know you didn't even read this but I have to try. My native language is not english so if is some grammatical mistakes forgive me and if you want tell me with what I got wrong I'll be a big help.








Fenikkusu High School one of the best schools in Japan and right now I front of this prestigious school I take down my hood and I'm looking at the building I take a deep breath to calm.







Alright kiddo this is a new school, new people and new teachers who I hope they will not hate me... to much.






Is not a problem just think about this is a building full of rich and powerful people... is perfect to by hated. They. Are. Rich... so if they have a problem with you is means you don't have clothes who cost more than a billion the dollars. Probably everybody are princes and princess from Annoyingville and when they will se you they will return they looks in phones and they mirrors.








Even is these thoughts are so negative they give me a bust of confidence.






I enter in my class with a large smile.





Oh! Oops I forgot to introduce myself. Eh. Is not important right now and if you are curious just listen how I introduce in front of the class.






In front of my it was the teacher. She was a young woman who look in her mid twenties. Her hair was long and black like the night was tied in a ponytail which it giving her a aura of professionalism her eyes are green very intense as if her eyes could glow in the dark and read every part of your soul, and together with the glasses it give her a strong aura of coldness. Her clothes are normal a white shirt with a black skirt and black shoes but what possible get mad a big amout of men is her forms. Her boobs are so big that I think they will break her buttons of the poor shirt and please don't make me to describe her ass because I think I will saliva on the floor.






My sense got immediately back because I remember I am in the biggest hole of asshole in the world.






I step in classroom keeping contact visual with the teacher.





"So you're the new student?"





I nod keeping the visual contact I turn right and the first thing I saw it was a boy with short hair reading manga and giggling like a pervert.




Manga?! Seriously? *Sigh* This school don't respe...





*Pow!!*





A book of math hit him verry bad on the head and knocked him down.






"Kaito Takahashi please refrain yourself"






Her voice get chills on my spine. Alright this is a person who I don't want to anger but I will do it.





"Sorry for this please introduce yourself"





I smile a little and write on the board two things. "A" and "16", only this.






The teacher raises a eyebrow she adjust her glasses and ask.






"A? It's a kind of nickname?"






I nod slowly. The teacher look a bit confused and ask another question.








"Anything else?"







I'm pointing with my finger towars 16 and walk toward the only table empty and sit quietly.







The teacher and the hole class stare at my with weird looks.







What? People call me A and I have 16 years old what you want more.






"Alright class. Let's continue with the...






TIME SKIP






*RIIIING* *RIIING*








Immediately when the bells ring a lot of people get up of their seats and get out a lot of them look at me with various glances at me some of them were full of curiosity or disgust but every one of them has the same thought.







"What a weirdo"








I don't really care because if I saw someone like me on the street I should thinking the same. No seriously I have long white hair which cover one eyes and a dark blue with white hoodie who covered nearly my hole face and to complete the "Weird Boy" imagine I have a pairs of sunglasses who prevents everybody to seeing my eyes and to complete my look I wear a pair of shorts with camuflage desing with a lot of pockets and black with white with black shoes.








Yeah.. My look make a lot of children cry and I have to go to spent some nights in a police station. Lots of people thing I am a deliquevent or murderer... One time some police men thought I was a male prostitute!








In these years full of hate and bulling, when everybody try to hit me everyday, how everybody use me like a sacrifice for everything wrong they did and the teachers don't believe not even a word and mostly of time ignoring me, I learn one thing. I don't really care. In the future this will not be important.

Only 825 words I know I am ashamed of myself but I will try harder give a star if you like and if don't you can swear my on comment, hey if this story sucks at least they can get a good laught at the comments.  Se YA!!

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 22, 2019 ⏰

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