Colours || mashikyu

chapter 3

several weeks have passed since the arrival of the japanese transfer students, and they are beginning to settle into the routine and environment of their new lives away from home.

mashiho yawned as he walked into the school halls early in the morning. he did not get much sleep last night because he stayed up finishing an english essay due first thing the next morning.

walking into his first class, he sat down and decided to take a short nap before the lecture began, as he arrived a bit early.

the japanese felt a short tap on his shoulder as he woke up. lifting his head, he turned to see jaehyuk smiling brightly at him, "good morning sleepy head! the lecture is about to start." he whispered. "good morning.. ahh okay, i wouldn't have woken up if you hadn't tapped me." he joked to which jaehyuk slightly chuckled before getting his notebook ready to take notes.

20 minutes into the lecture and mashiho was getting bored. he already knew the information mrs. lee was teaching, so he slowly put his pen down and began spacing out. he glaced around at the full class of students and examined them one by one.

"frustration" he muttered to himself as he eyed a student with a faint reddish aura surrounding them, trying their best to understand what the teacher is explaining. as the japanese was roaming his eyes around the room, he couldn't help but notice a certain familiar boy sitting next to asahi. the boy had a look of boredom on his face, as he had his feet on the desk, not caring about who sees and judges.

mashiho then remembered his relation to that boy, the same koala-looking prick that he bumped into in the cafeteria weeks ago. mashiho always tried to pay attention in his classes, so he never really got a chance to know many of his classmates until now. the small japanese just shrugged and continued examining the room, despite how attractive he thinks the certain korean looks. he was just his type... despite his attitude of course.

as the long lecture finally came to an end, junkyu heaved a sigh and got up from his desk. he lazily walked towards the exit to which he saw someone he did not expect. "what are you doing here?" he asked to the tall male that's leaning against the wall. "i just thought i'd walk you to your next class." noa simply replied, giving the younger a small smile. junkyu thought it was odd that his ex is acting this way towards him. when they broke up, he asked for them to remain friends to which junkyu agreed. since then, noa constantly makes an effort to talk with the younger.

as the korean sat in boredom once again, he decided to skip class and sit in his spot under the staircase. as he sat in a peaceful silence, he heard footsteps coming down the stairs he was under. thinking it was a teacher, he scooted to the corner where he could not be seen and waited for them to walk by. he took notice of the footsteps that stopped at the bottom of the stairs, and raised his brow as there was no more movement. after a long minute of silence, junkyu heard sobbing from the bottom of the stairs.

"w-why, why, why? why do i have to be different from everyone else?! i just wanna go home!" the person whimpered, not knowing that there was someone else listening.

after a couple more minutes of silence, another pair of footsteps approached. mashiho not wanting anyone to see him in this state, quickly found a place to hide and wipe his tears under the stairs. he turned around and nearly shrieked in horror as he saw two eyes looking back at him from the corner of his hiding spot. he put a hand over his mouth to silence his scream while the two stared at each other.

after the person above left, junkyu who didn't know what to do asked the smaller, "um.. are you okay?" mashiho then put two and two together and realized that the korean probably heard him crying earlier and replied, "uh, yeah i'm fine... but what the hell are you doing here you weirdo! don't tell me you were stalking me!" the japanese defensively accused to which junkyu retaliated with, "why the hell would i stalk you?! i don't even know you for fucks sake! and i was here before you for your information!" mashiho then noticed his aura and slightly relaxed, a calming light blue and green, a mix of honesty and frustration. "okay okay, i'm sorry for thinking that of you." the japanese said to which junkyu sighed.