Chapter 4

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Third Person P.O.V

It had already been a week since that day. And it was filled with nothing but shouts, arguments, insults, and if looks could kill the entire class would've been dead by the second day. Chuuya had gotten a matter of 4 fights during that time period, but no one seemed to notice, seeing as they were outside of school.

Turning our focus back to the present. In a counselor's office, sat a calm male brunette, average height, dark brown eyes, short wavy locks, with bandages almost all over the parts of his body that weren't being covered, apart from one of his eyes, face and fingers. At the right side of the student counselors wooden desk. Eyeing a person opposite of him, which was very short in height.

On the contrary, on the other side of that table, there was a seat that was occupied by someone that you could call the complete opposite of the person just described. They were also a male, but could easily be mistaken for a female, especially in certain attire. This male had a bit over shoulder length ginger hair, was way below average height, had an expression on his face that was lathered in annoyance, and two blue orbs glaring at the brunette with disgust.

In the middle of the unannounced staring contest the two were having, sat the school counselor named Sakunosuke Oda. He was 23 year-old male that didn't have enough coffee this morning, and was slightly agitated because he had to deal with a problem so early in the morning. Even though it was 9 in the morning, Mr. Sakunosuke seem to have not gotten much sleep the previous night.

The counselor sighed. " So you're Dazai Osamu and Chuuya Nakahara, right? " The tired adult asked, while turning his head to each of the students as he said their names. The students nodded yes in response and Oda continued on.

" So, word has it that you two have been nonstop arguing for a whole week, correct? " he glanced at the students once again.

In response, the shorter male, Chuuya Nakahara, grunted, while the taller one, Dazai Osamu, nodded.

" And you two are fine with everyone else in the classroom? " This was more of a statement then a question, but Oda decided to add a tone of questioning to the sentence, to see if they two had anything to say. He didn't really get that difference of a respond from the 16 year olds as the first two questions.

The silence was starting to piss off the adult, so he decided to give it to the students without any sugar coding. " Okay, I don't know what this is about, but whatever it is, you better fix it and you better fix it now, it is 9 in the morning for crying out loud! " The students stared at the adults as if he'd said something delirious; but then stopped as he grabbed both of the students arms, pulling them closer together.

" Got it? " Oda had said with a very annoyed tone.

Dazai put on his best fake smile and replied in the most fake tone in existence, " Got it. "

Mr. Sakunosuke decided to ignore this and turned his attention to Chuuya. " What about you? " The dark haired man questioned.

Chuuya hesitated before eventually giving in. His answer being a " Got it... "

" Good " Was all the counselor said before letting go of the pair's arms, and sitting back into his chair. " Your dismissed " The students stood up to leave until he added, " And you better fix this or else! " And with that, the students left.

" See look what you did! " Chuuya commented while looking at Dazai with the same look of disgust he had in the counselor's classroom. " What I did!? " the brunette exclaimed, looking appalled at what just came out of the shorter male's mouth. " Blame yourself, will you!? This wouldn't have happened if you didn't start staring at me in class! " the suicidal maniac protested. At this the ginger flushed.

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