Transmigrated for What...What Do You Mean It's Romance...

Class 0.8

     Hey! Small warning ⚠️ there is bullying and a panic attack in this chapter! If this doesn't make you comfortable then please go to the next chapter or don't read this chapter as that is most of what this chapter is! Thank you for the support! I know that I've been slow on updates, my computer broke, so thank you all for waiting!

      Ayumu could already tell that this year's class was going to be trash. Just walking in the class he could hear and see everyone staring and laughing at his badge. As Ayumu sat down he could hear the first bell of the day ring and a teacher entered the class.  "Welcome, class. Seeing as how it's your first day most of you will be finding today to be relaxing...however," the teacher's tone starts to turn dark and was dripping with disgust," a specific special student will have to stay behind after. I'm sure he knows who he is." At that the whole class giggles.

      Yep, Ayumu really doesn't like this guy. He must be used to getting away with things cause he looks good. What teacher so blatantly tries to make the class bully a single person. Plus the tone he used earlier...it made his whole body on edge, it screamed dangerous. Luckily the teacher begins to teach and explain what's to be expected of the school year not too long after.

     The bell rings to signal the end of homeroom and the rest of the teachers come to introduce themselves and what is to be expected in their classes. They seemed ordinary and simple expect from a few mean comments towards him. Ayumu was sure if he didn't prepare for it he would have been in tears by now, thankfully he was just shaking...yeah it might not seem better but progress! He hates being the week tearful character, it just comes from his last life where he learned that it doesn't get you anywhere. It never helped her then and it won't help him now.

     Thankfully the bell rang before Ayumu could completely get lost in thought. The lunch bell! Yes! Food! Foooooooddddd! There is nothing Ayumu loves more than food. Grabbing his lunch box he stands to go to the roof like he and Hiroto agreed on. However as soon as he got near the door he hears someone behind him. A scorching hand suddenly grabs his wrist. The person jerks his arm and all of a sudden he's falling. The person that grab his wrist also decided to push him, just to be sure he landed on his face.

     Ayumu falls while trying to make sure his lunch at least lands in a way that he can eat some of it later. He knows his priority. Landing with an oof he sits up to try and gather himself. The whole class is laughing at him. His tears fall from his eyes as he touches his nose. He feels something wet dripping and his nose feels numb. He ends up hiccuping and he cringes internally. He desperately wishes that his first instinct would change soon from cry to act.

      Since he was on the floor he can't see the person that grabbed him but he can feel the person sitting on his back. Hearing a few laughs from his fellow classmates he looks up. A few people walk over to his fallen form. Seeing one of them life their leg Ayumu is filled with dread. Except the door slams open with a bang. "Ayumu! It's lunch where..." Hiroto shows up to see his best friend since childhood pinned to the ground surrounded by laughing classmates. Seeing the person on Ayumu's back and the person about to trample him, Hiroto voices his rage, "Now then...what do you think your doing...what does someone so small and pathetic think he is doing? My oh my what a pity thinking you can get away with harming one of MINE."

     You could visibly see everyone in the class shudder. The already tall teen suddenly felt ten times larger. Some even fell to there knees and a few people hid behind others. His eyes slanted and shaded but a burning rage can be seen in them. Hiroto is beyond pissed and a pissed future mafia boss is never a good sign. Thankfully that pressure isn't even affecting Ayumu. They've been friends for years, he knows that Hiroto would freak out about even pinching him. 

     After feeling the person on his back get ripped off Ayumu slowly makes his way back to standing. His hand still covering his nose but even with that you can see that something is wrong. Hiroto, after breaking a few bones rushes over to check how Ayumu's doing. Seeing Ayumu grasp his nose Hiroto slowly peels his hands away only for the pressure in the room to become harsher. The blood dripping from Ayumu's nose and the bruises he could see on his face made Hiroto ready to kill all of them. Glaring at all of them Hiroto lingers on the idiot that decided start this, "You will die, you will suffer. You made a grave mistake pissing me off."

     Ayumu is upset. Not at Hiroto but at himself for being weak and a cry baby. He's upset for not being able to defend himself. He didn't want to be so helpless. His voice shaky and hardly louder then a whisper, "Hiroto," he grabs his friends shirt, "y-you don't need to...need to do this...I'll be fine...just...just, I'm sorry..."

     With that he tries to speed walk out of the class to the nurse office. He hated this. He hates himself. He needs to be stronger, he doesn't want to be this week. He can't be a burden. He's being a problem. All he's doing is harm.

     His breath sped up and his body started shaking. Ayumu was familiar with panic attacks, in his previous life he had them at least once a month. However, it had been a while. He hasn't had any in the past few years of his life. His mind spiraled and he was swaying.

     Hiroto after glaring and stomping on the people that were about to do just that to his best friend runs out to catch up. Turning the corner he sees Ayumu and let's out a sigh of relief. Only for that to be retracted. "Ayumu!" He rushes over as he sees him collapse against a wall. Looking over and closer he finds his eyes out of focus and his body shaking.

     "I-I'm sorry....I'm sorry...I'm sorry," Ayumu repeats over and over in a mantra. Unsure what to do Hiroto reached his hand out only to see Ayumu flinch away.

     Seeing that not work he switches his tactic. His voice warms and he whispers, hoping to keep his panic under lock as not to stress Ayumu more, "Ayumu...Ayu breath, slowly now."

     Listening to his voice Ayumu tries to follow Hiroto's voice, "1....2....3," hearing his breathing slowly getting better Hiroto continues this for the next few minutes.

     Breathing, Ayumu finally calms down enough to think. 'How embarrassing...a panic attack now! I though I was mostly over them! I couldn't even hold it in this time too! Urggghhhhh!' Realizing what he is think Ayumu quickly shakes his head, he does not want to go slip back into a panic attack.

     Seeing Ayumu shake his head Hiroto also finally calms, he has no clue what that was. All he knows is that he does not want to have that happen ever again. He won't allow it to happen again. "Ayu, are...no... how are you right now? Do you think you can stand so we can get you to the nurse?"