ScarlettPetal7
Kageyama decided he didn't like Tuesdays.
On Tuesdays, he didn't have anyone to play volleyball with.
(The third graders- the only ones in the school other than him that seemingly enjoyed volleyball- would stay inside for lunch.)
He doesn't have anything else to do, so on Tuesdays he eats lunch slowly while watching the other children mix around.
Today, the other first graders seemed to be playing a game. One boy was grabbing another girl classmate by the hair and the whole group was laughing. Kageyama wasn't the best at socializing, but his 6-year old logic could discern what was wrong and right.
He nods and clenches his chubby toddler hands. Justice would be served. He wipes his sticky hands on a tissue and zips open his pencil case.
Kageyama calmly grabs the pair of scissors and waddles over to the thug.
(Disclaimer: All original characters belong to Haruichi Furudate.)