Chapter Two|Tutor
The day resumed as usual. Kakyoin sat down in his desk, with a slight slouch. He felt thousands, no, millions pairs of eyes rest on him. While the teachers were there, no one dared to punch, kick nor threaten him.
Kakyoin found himself sketching in a torn apart and wrinkled sketching pad. His pencils were all chewed up. And the erasers had tiny holes in them, most probably from stabbing the pencils repeatedly in them.
As the teacher spoke her nonsense, the intercom made a soft 'bing' sound.
Kakyoin Noriaki, please report to the principals office. The loud voice boomed through the intercom. Making all the students jump slightly.
Kakyoin sighed and stood up, he left the classroom. The halls were empty, the way he liked. No one was there to tell him how disgusting he was, is, and will ever be. He continued making his way to the office. He stopped abruptly in front of the glass doors, foggy from the cold. He stepped in, the staff looking at him.
-Noriaki.-A voice called out to him. Kakyoin's gaze moved towards the sound. -A-Ah sir..am I in trouble?-Kakyoin said while giving a fast bow. The principal smiled and shook his head -Not in the slightest.-The elder man said.
-You see..-The principal sat down, signaling Kakyoin to do the same. -You've always been an honor student.-The principal said. -And I thought you could lend a hand to one of the lowest scoring grades in our school.-The man looked right, avoiding the redheads purple gaze. -W-Who is this student.-Kakyoin asked, totally uncomfortable. -Sir Kujo.-The principal called.
Out of the shadows, a tall raven haired boy walked towards the table were the principal and Noriaki sat. Kakyoin felt a shiver down his spine. Jotaro Kujo was the so-called BadBoy of our school, hes popular with girls, of course. And he's a self-proclaimed Delinquent.
Kakyoin let out a shaky sigh.
-Please Noriaki Sir, Kujo cannot keep failing.-The principal said, grabbing Kakyoin's hand tightly around his. -I guess I have no other choice.-Kakyoin said softly, looking to his side, seeing Jotaro.
Kakyoin hasn't met not really talked to Jotaro, for they were in different classrooms. But, he knew Jotaro was exactly the same line the others. Jotaro would just take advantage about him, right?
Kakyoin seemed to always be at the bottom of the scale. Typical him with great luck.
This is so shit I'm sorry 😔
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Don't you dare|| Jotakak
FanfictionAs Kakyoin walked through the hallways they'd all whisper the same things. "Slut" "Fag" "whore".. Kakyoin always would look unfazed, but he knew those words deep down would cut him like a knife. He'd sighed, for he had lived too long., perhaps a bit...
