In this school, people just love to group themselves into typical stereotypes. I'm telling you the basic and the most common of it. The rest? It doesn't matter.
The first one is the common, your everyday teacher's pet. See that dude in white and glasses? I'll tell you something. He's annoying. Even just hearing the sound of my breath can make him go gangsta. Well, maybe my fault for misplacing my sandwich on his chair and he fortunately sat on it. Condolences to the smarty-pants.
Ever since that, it's harder to jump over the school fence that we had to change our escape route every day from getting caught and reported by him.
The next one is the typical emo kid. Practicing social distancing at its finest and sitting at the far end beside the window like any certain male anime protagonist. Unexceptionally good at everything that doesn't involve talking. People scared to see him in the eyes or else he'll beat you the crap out of it and I assure you, this rumours are real.
Fortunately for me to lose on a bet with Blaze, I challenged him for a staring contest that day. He is not impressed.
Only this two particular person, are so dedicated onto getting my head's off my neck just for the reason of simply existing--or so that's what I thought. That they had to join forces and do a fan club meeting to discuss how to bring me down.
How do I know that last part?
Well, you see... I actually would never know of it until now, if it's not for the reason they have to handle their meeting in the rest room and I just happen to be in one of the stalls, minding my own business.
"Do you think they actually found us out? I mean, we've been doing this for months and that he suddenly show up." Solar asked, his voice are a more lighter in tone between the other. Footsteps can be heard as he seem to be pacing around.
"I should've killed him that day." Thunder grumbled, making the other one to stop.
"You can't do that. Remember, he wants him alive. Anyway, " Solar paused, leaning his back beside the wall in between the stalls. "Cyclone's bodyguard is in the way. They ordered to proceed plan B today."
"What's your call?" Solar asked.
Thunderstorm's voice muffled. Leaning closer to the door, I try to hear him.
"...let's go now. Annihilate him before the class end. Then we ambush Cyclone before he arrives home." He can feel his smirk in his tone, before his voice dropped into a harsher sound. "I can't wait any longer."
Annihilate? Ambush? Plan B? So they actually meant it to kill me? Why do I have to be right at times like this?!
I have to warn Kassim.
I have to go now-The stall's door slipped open when I accidentally pushing my hands forward to stand up. Great. I forgot to locked the door.
Okay, Cyclone. They're speechless. Play dumb now!
"Ahaha...Constipation sucks does it?"
Not THAT dumb!
"UM, BYE-"
Kaizo sighed, sitting on the bench at the bus stop. His hands tentatively opening the burger wrap he bought from the restaurant across the street.
Literally he can't do much right now since the elderly butler will question him why is he already back home and expecting that he should have wait six hours for the satan's spawn to get his educations done. The only golden time for him to infiltrate that mansion is during the night time where everyone's sound asleep.
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Action❝ Here hold my dignity. I've got sketchy crap to do.❞ -Captain Kaizo. My entry for the contest that held by none other than @_Amethyx_ . Summary is in the first part, enjoy :) DISCLAIMER NOTE© This is a work of fan fiction using characters from the...