𝐀 𝐃𝐔𝐋𝐋 𝐑𝐄𝐃 ➢ 𝐭. 𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢

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The boy sat in the last row of his class, he was a second year. Looking out of the window, class was so boring.

He had his head on his palm, watching the chirping birds flying past the window.

He heard the calming sound of the leaves. He didn't pay any attention to the class. Why should he, he already knows everything.

Soon he awakened from his little dream world as he heard the school bell ring.

Everyone packed up their things. And after a minute everyone was out the door, probably going to their club activities or home.

Only the teacher and the quiet boy were still in the room.

Why is everyone already gone?

"L/n, can you come here please." The voice of the teacher interrupted his thoughts.

He walked towards the front desk where his teacher was standing.

He looked at him with bored eyes. The teacher only sighed.

"You need to pay attention more in class, understood?" The teacher said with concern laced in his voice.

The boy only nodded, not wanting to be there any second more.

And so the boy was out the classroom door. Walking down the hall of Shiratorizawa High.

Some third year boy walked past him. He had bright red hair, when they passed each other it was like the time stopped for both of them.

Both could feel it.

Y/n didn't pay any attention to the feeling, only thinking that it was stupid.

But the red haired boy stopped in his tracks. Looking back at the boy, his mouth slightly hung open.

"Wow..."

He was mesmerized.