Anime: Sket Dance
OC: Sato Toki A.K.A Triggerspec
Disclaimer: I do not own Sket Dance or the characters. I also cannot take credit for the similarities to the plot. All credit goes to Kenta Shinohara
Mushimushi. I'm... Sa- Well, just call me Triggerspec. If that's too much you can simply call me Trigger, or Spec.
I'm in class 2-C. Although I'm a good student on paper, my personality clashes with the teachers. It seems I have this natural presence that offends or worries them. The fact I take nothing seriously is a very unattractive trait, or so I'm told. But motivation is such an elusive partner.
As difficult as it was in the beginning, after many lectures, constant threats and every failed attempt of changing me most of the faculty has given up. I say most because there is still a single teacher who refuses to give up with his scoldings and lectures.
I squeezed through the classroom door as my teacher turned his back to scratch words on the blackboard. Most of the students stayed hushed as I crept to the back of the classroom. Some of them placing bets with their friends. I managed to get to my desk seemingly unnoticed. But the room was too quiet and the teacher has paused in the midst of a sentence. Crap, this is it, I cursed in my mind anxiously waiting for some scolding. But, there was nothing, he just went back to writing and I let out a sigh of relief.
I set the bag on the table and that's when a piece of chalk flew and struck me on the forehead. My head flew back as I almost flung back off my chair. I could hear a couple students gasp and chuckle. I snapped my head back and glared harshly as I rubbed the bump on my head.
"What the hell? You just hurled a piece of chalk at me!" I scolded
"Do you think you can just sneak in here unpunished? Ehhh Trigger-chan..." He put his fits on his hips.
"Tsh! What makes you think you can hurl things at your students, eeh Aku-sensei?"
I saw him twitch then he growled, "You're lucky it was only chalk I tossed at you! Next time I swear I'll toss my own desk!"
"You couldn't even lift it old man..." I grumbled crossing my arms as I stood there.
"You little... Go to the Student Council room! Let them decide your fate!"
The girl snatched her things and left with a defeated posture. Bossun leaned over the desk.
"Hey Himeko, who was that?"
"Honestly, I don't really know... I've only seen her when she fights with Chu-san."
"That's TriggerSpec, her real name is... unknown? Her height is 158 cm. Her blood type is O..."
The two looked at the mechanical voice. Switch sat typing furiously at the keyboard.
"Is that all you know?" Himeko asked.
Switch stayed silent as his eyebrow twitched. How could he know almost nothing about his own classmate? So he just began to type in things he could remember from seeing her now...
She had long black hair that was held in a series of clips and pins, giving it a very messy look to it. Her eyes were bright green surrounded by thick lines of eyeliner. Over her uniform she wore a black and white sweater with the hood shadowing her face. Held close to her chest was a case with a winking skull holding her laptop.
...Yes, Ako-sensei, or Chu-san as most people call him is my worst enemy. He is the only staff member to actually pay full attention toward me and try and force me to do ridiculous things like think of my future, or be on time, or the absolute worst..., pay attention in class.
I walked down the hallway that seemed to be almost ritual for me.
"Good-morning Spec-chan! Visiting the Student Council again huh?"
"Morning, Yoshimura-san. Yes, yes... You know how much I love seeing their smiling faces!"
The older man hinted my sarcasm and chuckled.
"There, there. Chu-san just wants what's best for you."
"What's best for me is him leaving me alone." I grumbled bitterly.
I couldn't miss the disappointed look as I walked by him.
I stood in front of the door, glaring at the small letters that spelled Student Council... Urgh, just the thought of walking into that room and hearing that annoying laughter of the President...
The door opened and I was face to face with scolding green eyes hidden behind frames.
"Oh, uh, Kikuno-san."
For a moment I felt the air go cold and I think I could see my death happening before my eyes. But then she turned, beckoning for me to follow. In the room both Mimori and Michiri sat at a table looking over some sort of papers.
"Oh, Spec, you're here awfully early." Michiri cooed.
"Good morning Trigger-chan~!" Mimori cheered.
I nodded toward them, following the fearsome Kikuno toward the desk at the end where, bleh, none other then Agata Sojiro sat.
"Say the word and I shall rid of this despicable student."
My eyes went wide and watery as I cowered away from the frigid female.
"Whaa~! That's a little much isn't it Kikuno-chan~!" I cried, hiding behind my laptop case.
"Kakakaka. Well if it isn't little Triggerspec-chan. You might as well join this Council. You're here more than the members themselves!"
"Tsh. And have to listen to you all day? I'd rather tear off my ears."
Sojiro laughed as he placed his feet from the desk back to the floor. He rested his face on his palm as he gave me this look. It was this half lidded look that said how bored he was with the current circumstances and how he was thinking of switching up the game. I didn't like this look because it meant something bad was going to happen... to me.
"I don't know what to do with you... I punish you and punish you; and still you refuse to show up on time. I don't see why the principal doesn't just kick you out..." He let out a sigh as he pushed himself back into his chair, "But I can't go against our-"
"President! I have something to ask of you!"
I turned to see Tsubaki charge into the room rushing towards the desk. My whole body became tense and my face went completely red. I tried to duck behind my hood to hide it but it was too late. I could feel this gaze from Sojiro that meant utter damnation!
"Can it wait Tsubaki? I have a small issue I must deal with."
"Huh? Oh, what is she here for?"
There was silence as I stared at the floor trying to calm myself. Why can't people just let me slack through school and be done with it? Why am I expected to excel in life and always try my best? Urgh.
"Well, are you not going to tell us why your here again? Hmm?" Sojiro grinned watching my further embarrassment.
Beneath my hood was a burning red face that glared death at the man smirking toward me. Tsubaki was right beside me, completely oblivious who I seemed to be, but... I opened my mouth to speak but no sound came out and I just turned away. My fists trembled with fear and anger.
I wanted to say something but it was impossible. When it came to Tsubaki Sasuke, I was... Well I was just broken. When it came to him I just got too nervous..., I knew I would say something stupid or something he wouldn't like... Gah! I'm such an idiot! I don't know why I care so much what he thinks, he's no different from the rest of the world.
"Oh, it seems Spec-chan doesn't like Tsubaki too much. What a shame."
I turned to Sojiro with a gasp. He was so out of line I couldn't stop myself. I threw an object on his desk at him and stormed out, slamming the door behind me. I was halfway down the hall when Michiri hollered out that I was to return after school for my punishment.
I strolled outside and found myself by a tree. I pushed my cold hands against the warmth of my cheeks trying to bring the redness down.
"What's wrong with me?" I hissed at myself.
Stupid no good Sojiro! That jerk doesn't help either!
"I hate you! I hate you! I hate you..."
I punched the tree wishing it was the sadistic jerk.
"Um...You know that is a school violation."
I turned to see Tsubaki standing behind me. My eyes went wide and my face turned red. I turned around fast, hoping to hide my embarrassment. I clenched my eyes as tight as I could. With strained and stuttered words I finally spoke.
"Are you alright?" He pushed, as much as my stomach turned with glee that he was concerned. I just wanted him to go away.
"I... I-I'm fine!"
With that I took off as fast as I could back into the school. I ran through the halls, getting odd stares from a couple people who wandered aimlessly. I slammed opened a door and held my eyes shut.
"PLEASE HELP ME!" I shouted.