Previously...
"I grabbed his collar and pulled him in."
Resuming...
Shuichi's POV
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Now that I think about it. I should've gone to change too. I'm still wearing my white blouse, black pants, a dark blue sweater and shoes. Eh, I'm sure everyone was tired and hasn't changed either. As I attempted to fix my hair, Ouma came out of the room. He was wearing a white off-the-sleeve shirt with a purple short-sleeved shirt under it. He had his checkered scarf on, white skinny jeans and the same blue sweater he wore last night. Accompanied by his regular purple and black shoes.
"Why are you staring? Is it because the shirt?! I know it's "for girls" but I like it! And I think it looks good on me! I also might as well look good to make others jealous."
"Ah, no... I don't care about that. I also think it looks good on you." What am I saying?
"I-I m-meant, you do you. There's no one here to judge, arrest or kill you for it. So..... keep that confidence." I gave him low a thumbs up. I have no idea why but Ouma seems to have enjoyed that answer. His eyes went from glaring to gleaming.
"Really?! Oh my god I'm so flattered. Just kidding! I don't care about your opinion!"
"How insightful." We both began walking towards this place Called "Main Hall". Kokichi began telling me "fun facts" during the way there; with his arms up behind his head as always. Such as....
"Did you know, we're 50% banana?" "Did you know, We can't see air." "Did you know, I can use my mouth to speak?" "Did you know if you put your hands like this, your hands not crossing to the other side, with your fingers touching behind your neck but your thumb on the front middle of your neck. If you press hard enough like this with your thumb, you could probably choke yourself or someone real fast?" That one was worrying because I tried it and it did feel like I could break my own windpipe. He seemed to enjoy this as he snickered at my attempt at trying his "fun fact".
"We're here I guess." We had arrived in front of a big building with big windows, a pointed, tiled roof and made of dark oak wood. Yet with many religion symbols on the top, kind of like a sign. I took a deep breath and opened the door. Everyone was there already, how do they always get here before me or... us;whoever I hang out with. They all seem to be in casual clothes already, some in pj's. Many looking sleep deprived though.
Kirumi: "Hey. Everyone. Saihara-kun and Ouma-kun are here."
Miu: "Huh? About damn time you sluts! I had to cut my beauty rest short for this!"
"Ah! Saihara-kun!" Akamatsu ran up to me, many questions to be answered.
"So how are you!? What happened yesterday? You weren't home when I went to check on you this morning. Where were you? Are you ok? Was Ouma-kun ok? Did he kidnap you or something? Or hurt you!? We all know how he is."
"Um, I'm right here." Ouma glared at Akamatsu. Showing some serious resentment.
"Ah, sorry Ouma-kun."
"Don't worry Akamatsu, um I.... I'm okay, and I'm pretty sure Ouma was okay. Yesterday...Ouma didn't kidnap me or hurt me. Suprise. Uhhhh... I... went home after figuring out Ouma-kun was pranking us to worry about him and....he fell asleep right after. This morning, Ouma texted me and turns out his light bulb exploded so.. that was life threatening. So I went to go help him." Ouma stared at me, snickering and looking at me as if he knew my lie was stupid.
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AfterLife Love
FanfictionA boy named Shuichi Saihara is suffering some trauma due to a killing game he was forced to play. He was living His totally non-despairful life, when he saw a familiar face, which he shouldn't have. At least he shouldn't have for a while. Will he ev...
