The House Master

Interesting

Adrian sighs, another new school year and he finds himself at his 5th high school. All the others couldn't handle him. He was 'weird' and 'offensive' and kept getting bullied so to avoid dealing with the bullying, they just kept transferring him. Then again, Adrian embraces the 'weird' label. He enters the school and observes the commonroom. Boring, like most humans are. There better be some interesting ones here.

The bell rings and Adrian checks his timetable. Where the shit is the science corridor? Eventually, he finds it by following tiny and poorly placed plaques on the wall.

"Oh, I have a seating plan," His biology teacher scrambles through his cluttered desk. It's only the first day and the desk looks like an unrestored WWII artefact. Finally, the teacher finds his stupid plan. "Adrian Crevan, you're beside Vincent Phantomhive,"

He points to the seat.

Vincent looks up from his phone and smirks, a hint of amusement behind his eyes. Is he a bully? He doesn't look like one. The long-haired boy stalks to the lab bench and takes his seat.

"You're new," Vincent asserts with that same infuriating expression. "I'd remember a face like yours,"

Is he flirting with me? Adrian wonders.

"Obviously," Adrian answers plainly, staring out the window at an unchanging skyline. The world has been plunged into stasis, the Earth's rotting corpse consuming his vision.

"Thought so. Why the switch? Bit foolish to switch only for sixth form isn't it?" Vincent's flirting continues unabated by Adrian's obvious disinterest.

"Old one couldn't handle me," Adrian answers with admittedly, some pride.

"And you came to our little corner of buttfuck nowhere? I'm touched," Vincent dramatically covers his heart, as if overwhelmed by a romantic gesture.

"This is the last school that'd take me," Adrian pauses to take in Vincent's remarkable beauty and his even more remarkable hair colour.

"Is that so? Are you a rebel then? Your hair suggests so,"

"Look," The taller boy turns sharply to face Vincent. "You seem... nice, but there's really no point. I don't intend on actually coming to school,"

Except biology. Biology is made interesting by the flirty hot guy he sits beside who's way out of his league.

The bell rings for second period and Vincent follows Adrian (who totally wanted to be on his own) into the corridor.

"Hey, why are you following me? Don't you have a class to go to?"

Vincent smirks and leans in closer, bumping his bag against Adrian's. The taller doesn't react and he rolls his eyes. "You really are an arse, aren't you? I'm being nice,"

"I don't want pity niceness,"

"Oh, it isn't pity. I find you exceptionally interesting compared to these boring fucks," Vincent gestures to the other students. "Besides, I'm doing the school a favour, if you like me then you might actually come to classes," He chuckled and skips ahead to the business corridor.

"You're crazy if you that's ever happening!"

Adrian goes to chemistry, Vincent to the business corridor adjacent.