That One Boy (Uruki)

Chapter 1

(Uruha POV)

I was in the hallways taping fliers to the wall. "Hey Uru-senpai!!" A girl that was a junior called. I looked at her and she smiled. "do you need any help Uru-senpai?" She asked. I chuckled.

"No. No thank you!" I smiled and she nodded an "ok" then left. I finished taping the fliers and fixed my collar on my black and red plaid shirt and pulled up my blue jeans. I began walking down the hall to the direction of my locker. I bumped into this guy. He fell on his bottom on the floor, his glasses fell off his face, and his shirt rode up his stomach, revealing a bit of his stomach and his white belt to his skin-tight jeans. He sat up and searched for his glasses on the floor.

"Shit. where are they?" He mumbled. He finally touched them and he picked them up and put them on his face. He stood up and picked up his books. He was shorter than I am. A lot shorter. He was shoulder length. "I-I-I'm sorry... umm... I uhh..." his face was red and he looked sad.

"Umm... don't run in the halls kid. This kind of stuff happens." I responded and crossed my arms over his chest. He looked at me sorrowfully, his emerald blue eyes were watering.

"I said I was sorry!" He fussed and ran past me. He's such a sensitive kid. I walked to my locker and saw there were papers taped to a locker next to mine. They said horrible things; Emo, Nerd, Cry-baby, Emo nerd, 4 Eyed Freak, Geek... I can't even go on.

Then, I realized that it had to be that boy that I bumped into in the hallways. I sighed and opened my locker to get my needed books from there. I grabbed them and closed it. Then, I began walking to my next class.

--Lunch Period--

(Ruki POV)

I sat in the bathroom for my lunch period. I wanted to be alone. Away from those demons. Away from those who treat me terribly. I know I wear glasses, but I need to see. I have pretty eyes. I do, but people don't notice it. I know I always wear wristbands and stuff, but who cares. I'm a different type of nerd. I know I am intelligent, but I would hate to act dumb for those fools.

People don't treat me like I'm supposed to be treated.

However, I wonder who that guy was. Isn't he that guy that people are always talking about? I think he's that popular guy. Uruha Takashima. Sadly, he doesn't know my name. We are in the same classes, but.....meh... he doesn't pay any attention to me.

I stood up from the corner and grabbed my book bag. I pulled up my skinny jeans so that they didn't show any of my underwear. I took a deep sigh. I should go hang myself and die somewhere. I don't want to go out there with those irrelevance. I opened the bathroom door and left out. Students were scattering the halls.

As I walked down the halls, I was stopped by a dude who was one of my enemies. "Hey Poindexter!" He rudely greeted me and smacked my books out of my hand. I was getting a bit frightened and my face was red. He took off my glasses and raised his hand to the air to where I couldn't reach my glasses.

"Hey! Give them back!!" I cried and jumped up to get them. I failed and I gave up. "Give me back my glasses ass hole!"

"Nahh... you don't need them anyways. You can stay blind for the rest of your life." He said and laughed. The principal was walking trough the halls.

"Hey. Hey you! Give him his glasses or I'll put you in detention." The principal commanded. The bully gave me back my glasses and I put them back on. I picked up my books.

"Thank you so much Mr. Mo!" I cheered and ran to my English class. I entered and everyone looked at me. That guy, Uruha, was in my class. The students all started to murmur things about me and giggle. I sighed deeply and sat in my seat. The teacher continued to teach his lesson for the day.