Polar Opposites | JJK

Chapter 3: Mr. Doe Eyes

Yo, what in the actual fuck.

I opened my eyes, kinda squinted because the sun rays were hitting my eyes, and guess what? That's the only thing I can move as I woke up! My body is sore as hell, but I gotta go to school. I barely managed to get up from my bed and to the shower. My side and back was killing me, it was the ones who received the strongest hits. If I ever see those girls at the hallways, I'll teach them a lesson or two.

I wasn't feeling well today, as obvious as it is, but I would never skip school unless it's absolutely necessary. I sighed as I dried my brown hair with the blow dryer and stared at the mirror. I had hooded eyes and my lips were dry. I look like a freaking zombie, but I didn't care. I finished up trying to fix myself and headed out to school. I wasn't late nor that early and so I have enough time to walk grudgingly slow to my class. I also have no appetite whatsoever and so I'll just grab a milk carton from the cafeteria and head to the Architecture building.

As I walked to the cafeteria, I just now noticed a large field but separated by fences. It was student athletes running down and practicing. I guess I didn't notice this because it was dark when I walked to the cafeteria last night. They have soccer, volleyball, basketball, and...tennis! I miss playing tennis, it was the only sport I could play, especially that I'm really lazy. A small smile was playing on my lips, I think I know which club I'm joining in.

All of a sudden, a large wall bumped right into my shoulder. I felt my already aching back hit the ground with a thud. My head became dizzy from the collision, making my condition worse. What in the actual hell?

"Oh my god!" A loud gasp from a male was heard. I looked up to see the person who bumped into me with a frown and I saw a brown-headed guy with large doe eyes in shock. He was wearing a white shirt and black shorts. Why does he seem so familiar?

I tsked and dusted off my shirt. We haven't gotten our uniforms yet and so we were advised to wear casual clothing until next week.

"I'm so sorry, miss." He apologized sincerely while he offered to help me stand up. Instead of grabbing his hand, I stood up all by myself and glared at him, right through his soul.

"Tsk, watch where you're going." I dusted off my jeans and didn't even bother looking back at the person. As I enter the cafeteria, I rubbed my back in an attempt to ease the pain. I headed towards the vending machine and inserted a bill to get my milk. My head was also worsening, I was getting dizzy and my head hurts bad. I massaged my temple in, again, an attempt to ease the ache. Wow, so much for fighting Neon Girl and her alipores. Now I really want to give them a punch right in the face.

I continued walking towards the Architecture building where my classroom will be. Fortunately, there were only four floors, each floor for every year, and since I'm a sophomore here, my classroom is located at the second floor. Sadly enough, there wasn't an elevator, so I used the stairs to get to my room. Going up, I remembered the shocked brown haired guy that bumped into me. He seemed so familiar...

"Oh!" I unintentionally screamed loudly, realizing who he was. I covered my mouth immediately, eye-smiling to those who heard me and now looking weirdly at my direction.

It was one of Sailor Moon guy's friend! One of the 'Le Supérieurs', as Sailor Moon guy says it. Tsk, if I have to deal with another group of fangirls, I will be making them pay.

I finally reached the classroom and opened the door. Most of my blockmates are there already so it was hard trying to spot a vacant seat.

Aha! By the window!

I quickly moved to the back row, not minding the stares given to me, and seated on the seat near the window. There was another vacant seat on my left so I placed my bag there in order for no one to sit beside me.