New Life

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[Josuke's POV:]

"Great, I'm going to be late on the first day of class. Good Grief." I thought to myself, running on the university's hallway.

I stopped on theone of the classrooms. This is it. I knocked on the door. The professor looked at me.

The professor signaled me to go inside.

I opened the door, of course everybody looked at me. I stood at the  platform.

"Okay guys, this is your new classmate." The prof said.

"Please tell us about yourself." He said.

"Oh Hello. My name is Higashikata, Josuke. I'm 18 years old. You can call me Josuke." I said, bowing my head down.

"You can seat down there." He said, pointing towards an empty chair beside a beautiful girl.

I sat down, beside this pretty girl. She's really pretty with a petite body, with a long hair and shorter than me.

"Hello, I'm Josuke." I said to her reaching my hand for a handshake.

"I Know you're Josuke, you just said your name earlier. Please don't talk me." She said, annoyed.

"... I'm sorry." I said.

"Mr. Higashikata and Ms. Myoui please stop talking, can't you see I'm discussing here in front?" The prof said, in a serious manner.

"I'm very sorry Sir!" I said to him.

He continued to discuss Mathematics, which is the subject I'm really dumb at.

*Time skip lunch time*

I stood up from my chair and head to my locker to put some of stuff inside of it.

I opened my locker and put my bag in it.

Then suddenly I was pushed to my locker.

"Fuck!" I grunted.

Then my jacket was pulled by someone, and threw me on the ground. She was kinda short but with a big tits, she was around 5'4 and she's with 8 other girls too. They're all pretty, legitimately pretty.

"What was that for?" I asked her.

"That's for talking to my friend earlier! Also give me your money, peasant! All new transferees here pay me." She said in a menacing manner.

You are probably thinking you're 6'1 and you let a short girl bully you, you see she got me off guard.

I stood up the girls were shocked of my height they taught I was a short dude.

She was looking up at me, and I was looking down at them.

"What were you saying again?" I asked her

"... Uhm, we said you should pay us all transferees here pay us." She said but this time a little bit nervous.

"What if I don't want too?" I asked them.

"Then you can get out of here with your stupid lousy hair." She said.

My mind went dark, everytime somebody insults my hair, they're in serious trouble, I don't know if it's instinct or my sub-consciousness.

I held her collar, she was so nervous.

"What did you say about my hair?" I asked her, in a serious manner.

"Uhm uhm, nothing." She replied, in a nervous tone. A very nervous one.

The students around us are looking at us.

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