Chapter 1- Ryokuu’s POV
RYOKUU’S POINT OF VIEW
What an utter shocker. School. It’s utter hell, let me tell you. I hate it here. The loud sounds of kids screaming and crying for their parents, the kids making out in the bathrooms… Don’t even get me started on the people who don’t use deodorant. I don’t want to smell your musty ass armpits. Then there’s Cyella. My “girlfriend”. She walks up to me with her usual grin and menacing gestures to me. I already know she’s telling me to follow her into the band room. We both walk there, her grip on her bag tightening with each tantalizing step. It’s like it’s mocking my inevitable doom of being forced into a kiss. It sucks, truly. She swings open the unlocked door and steps into the darkened room, setting her bag on the piano and gesturing me to come closer, so sadly I do. She grabs my chin and whispers something about me not being quicker, then slaps me to make me focus, which she follows by yelling at me “Do you not love me anymore?!” Yeah, sure. “Answer me, ‘Kuu! I’ll slap you again, asshole!” She hissed, spit drenching my cheeks as I crossed my arms, pushing my hair out of my eyes and raised a brow “What am I supposed to say? ‘No, I don’t’-“ I was quickly cut off by a punch to the gut, causing me to stumble back and cough, and she quickly used that advantage to kiss me, glaring down at me pathetically, causing me to innerly laugh at her stupidity “See? Much more obedient when I punch you.” I hate her, so much. I pushed her off, scowling as I grabbed my bag “the bell’s going to ring, ‘Ella. I’ll see you after class.” I muttered, turning and walking out of the band room as the bell rung, leaving her in the empty classroom.
