My Neighbor Is A Cat Boy!!

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PoV: Tobias Miller

The chime of the lunch bell went off and I cleaned up my desk. I put my notebooks into my bag in the order I would use them. I put my eraser back into its case, pushed the led back into my pencil and set them both in my pencil case. I put the pencil case in its dedicated pocket in my bag. Once everything was in its spot I grabbed my wallet.

"Hey, Tobias," a finger tapped on my desk. It belonged to Luka. He was one of my closest friends on campus and he didn't mind my neat freak habits, "Want to head down to the school store and buy some bread? I hear it's curry filled today."

"Yeah, that's sounds good," I got up and walked with him down to the school's store. There was a huge crowd today.

"There's more people than I thought there'd be," Luka looked around, "You think it's because if the curry bread?"

"I don't remember it being this popular," I looked around and noticed a sign. It read 'pudding bread,' in large yellow letters, "They're selling pudding bread today too. That must be what the crowds about."

"You want to get some?"

"I'll stick with curry bread, sweet isn't my thing," I managed to break us through the crowd so we could buy our bread. Being tall has its perks.

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"That crowd was insane, but I can see why. This pudding bread is amazing," Luka opened his soda and started to drink it.

"The curry bread is good. I'd prefer it a bit spicier," I sipped my green tea as we ate lunch together.

"Tobias," a girl walked up to us, "Is this a bad time?"

"You know her?" I turned to Luka, he shook his head no.

"I'm a first year from the classrooms downstairs. Please read this!" She handed me a letter and ran off.

"Another confession?" Luka was giving me a smug look.

"Shut up," I opened the letter, sure enough it was a love note.

"She even went for a poem. So, you gonna date her?"

"No, I'm fine without a girlfriend right now. Besides, they all get annoyed by me eventually," I put the letter back into the card and stuck it into my pocket for now.

"What do you even do with all those letters and chocolates anyway?" Luka adjusted his glasses and pushed his dark brown hair out of his face.

"I throw them away off of school grounds. If I get rid of them here it'll just end up being a problem like before," I finished my bread and chugged the rest of my green tea.

"What about the chocolate?"

"I give them to my neighbor. She has a daughter who loves sweets. I just remove my name before I give them away," I sighed, "You think this'll keep going until we graduate?"

"Probrably. It might have something to do with your hair. What if you dye it black?" Luka laughed.

"We're not allowed to have dyed hair. Plus, that doesn't help with my eyes," I groaned.

"Violet eyes are really rare. I can't believe yours are real sometimes. The girls all swarmed you the day you tried to use glasses to hide them," he finished his soda and tossed it into the recycling bin from the bench we were on.

"That was a nightmare. They were so unorderly... it still gives me goosebumps," I felt a chill up my spine.

"We should get back to class," Luka got up and dusted himself off.

"Yeah, I'm right behind you."

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It was always quiet on the way home. And, there was a plus side.