(Y/n) was sitting in history class with his classmates, quietly reading his history book while stealing glances at the girl two seats up, Koneko Toujou. (Y/n) had been helplessly crushing on her for a while now, but was to shy to say anything to her, leaving him to just stare at her from a distance and wish he could work up the nerve to say something to her. Their teacher, Professor Oobleck, was zipping around the front of the room as he lectured about the history of the world.
"Now," Oobleck continued talking at hypersonic speed. "Who can tell me the main difference between ninja of history and ninja of popular media?"
(Y/n) pleaded silently that the teacher wouldn't call on him, but apparently his teacher was psychic because he immediately picked him. "(Y/n), maybe you can explain?"
(Y/n) sighed as he slammed his head on his desk before looking up at the teacher with his tired purple eyes. "N-ninja in modern media are p-portrayed as one man, or women, k-killing machines that can t-take on entire armies by themselves. Meanwhile, if traditional ninja tried s-something like that, they'd be c-captured, tortured for all their information, and killed. On top of that, their m-main job wasn't killing, it w-was espionage, sabotage, and m-message d-delivery. Stealing and k-killing came as secondary j-jobs."
(Y/n) closed his eyes and waited to be told he had messed up somehow. Instead, though...
"Very good, (Y/n)." (Y/n) looked up at Oobleck as he smiled at him kindly, slowing down his speech for once as he gave him a look of pride. "I couldn't have said it better myself."
(Y/n) put his head back behind his book, uncomfortable with everyone looking at him. "T-thanks." As the teacher went on with his lesson, he felt someone staring at him from the other side of his book, and peeked over to see Koneko looking at him curiously with a small smile on her face but a look of contemplation in her eyes. (Y/n) blushed and hid back behind his book as he made eye contact with her.
"Wow, you really are a pathetic nerd."
(Y/n) frowned again as he heard his bully, Kevin Levin, behind him.
"You couldn't make a single coherent sentence without stuttering? What a loser! You're never gonna get a girlfriend." Kevin laughed to himself.
"Some of us h-have better things to do, K-Kevin," (Y/n) said quietly as he continued to read his book.
"What was that punk?" Kevin grabbed (Y/n) by his hair and yanked him back so that he was looking at his tormenter upside down. Of course, this didn't go unnoticed by Prof. Oobleck.
"Ahem!" he said after zooming directly behind Kevin, who immediately began sweating profusely. Everyone knew that Prof. Oobleck took the safety of his students very seriously, and anyone who bullied others in his class would not be let off lightly. "Kevin Levin, perhaps you would like to tell us the name of the Greek god of Time?"
Prof. Oobleck's classes never had a set agenda, and the teacher often bounced between subjects just as quickly as he zipped around the room.
"Uhh," Kevin thought for a moment. "Apollo, right?"
With the exception of Kevin, (Y/n), Koneko, and Gwen, (Y/n)'s cousin, all the students began laughing. Prof. Oobleck just shook his head.
"Mister Zs'Skayr may have a stutter, but we can all know that when he opens his mouth, something of note will emerge. You, on the other hand, would benefit the world around you more by abstaining from interacting with them, as you seem bent on causing nothing but pain and misery on those around you. Never before have I ever encountered someone so determined to take more from the world around them then they give back. Perhaps before harassing your fellow students, you should focus on bettering yourself, instead."
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The Last Ectonurite --\\a Highschool DxD / Ben 10 semi-crossover\\--
FanfictionYou are the last Ectonurite (Ghostfreak) in the universe, and are in hiding with one of the most powerful sacred gears of all time: The Omnitrix, a device made by GOD... with a little help from a Galvan named Azmuth. This device splices the user's D...