The ebony-haired boy scoffed as he opened his locker and began to switch his shoes.
"Who is she to think that my answer was inappropriate.." He selflessly mumbled to himself. He had been called out by his teacher when he was looking at his silver flip phone instead of taking notes for the upcoming English test. When she called on him the first thing that came to mind was dog collar for some reason. Of course, he meant it in the sense that a dog would wear it, but his teacher must have taken it another way.
"It wasn't even my fault." He continued. He had finished tieing his shoes as he walked through the open main doors to his lifeless, dull school. He stopped mumbling once he stepped through the door frame and noticed the tiny droplets of water coming down.
"Wow! Today is such a nice day!.." He lied as a bitter smile stayed glued to his face. He hadn't brought an umbrella and nobody was still at the school since he had been sent to the councilor's office due to his 'indecent thoughts'.
He pulled up his hood as he began walking to the nearest train station.
-
"..๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ฌ๐ฐ!.."
๐๐บ ๐ฆ๐บ๐ฆ'๐ด ๐ด๐ต๐ข๐บ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ด๐ต๐ถ๐ค๐ฌ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฎ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ด๐ค๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ข๐ด ๐ ๐ค๐ญ๐ช๐ค๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฎ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ข๐ณ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต๐ต๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ด ๐ข๐ด ๐ ๐ด๐ค๐ณ๐ฐ๐ญ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฆ๐น๐ต ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด๐ข๐จ๐ฆ๐ด.
"๐๐๐๐๐๐!"
"๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐!" ๐ ๐ฒ๐ถ๐ช๐ค๐ฌ๐ญ๐บ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด๐ญ๐บ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐ข๐ด ๐ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ญ๐ข๐ด๐ต ๐ฏ๐ข๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ฅ.
"๐๐น๐ค๐ถ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ฆ?" ๐๐ด. ๐๐ฐ๐ฌ๐ช ๐ฒ๐ถ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ.
"๐๐ฎ??" ๐ ๐ฉ๐ถ๐ฎ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ด๐ฆ, ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ด๐ธ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฅ.
"๐๐ณ. ๐๐ข๐ฏ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฐ, ๐ ๐ข๐ด๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ด๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ญ ๐ต๐ณ๐ข๐ช๐ฏ ๐ด๐ต๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐๐ฏ๐จ๐ญ๐ช๐ด๐ฉ." ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ญ๐ข๐ณ๐ช๐ง๐ช๐ฆ๐ฅ.
๐ ๐ง๐ฆ๐ญ๐ต ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ง๐ข๐ค๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ข๐ต ๐ถ๐ฑ ๐ข๐ด ๐ ๐ฒ๐ถ๐ช๐ฆ๐ต๐ญ๐บ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ถ๐ต ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ฑ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐จ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ง๐ช๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ญ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐๐ถ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ช ๐ค๐ฉ๐ข๐ณ๐ฎ ๐ข๐ต๐ต๐ข๐ค๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ช๐ต.
"๐'๐ฎ ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ค๐ช๐ญ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ๐ด!" ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฆ๐น๐ค๐ญ๐ข๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ญ๐ถ๐ฆ.
"๐๐ถ๐ฉ? ๐๐ฉ--"
"๐๐ฆ๐น๐ถ๐ข๐ญ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ค๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ๐ต๐ด!" ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐ถ๐ฆ๐ฅ, ๐ค๐ถ๐ต๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ง๐ง.
"๐๐ถ๐ต ๐!--"
"๐ ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ธ๐ข๐ฏ๐ต ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ ๐ฆ๐น๐ค๐ถ๐ด๐ฆ๐ด!" ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ช๐ฏ๐ช๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ด๐ญ๐ข๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฆ๐น๐ต๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฌ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ถ๐ต.
๐ ๐ด๐ญ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ญ๐บ ๐ด๐ต๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฅ ๐ถ๐ฑ, ๐จ๐ณ๐ช๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ฑ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต๐ญ๐บ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ช๐ญ๐ฆ ๐จ๐ณ๐ข๐ฃ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ฃ๐ข๐จ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฐ๐ธ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ๐ด ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฒ๐ถ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ข๐ฃ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ช๐ค๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ต ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ข ๐ค๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ.
-
"Stupid Ms. Aoki.." Haruto muttered, kicking a pebble as he stood under the cover of the train station. He took his phone out and began texting his mother about how he'll be home late.
He sighed and sat down on the dirty bench. It didn't matter to him if it had been pissed or shit on at the moment.
He was tired.
Of everything.
He didn't want to deal with his mother confronting him about what the counselor had said, even if he tried to explain he knew she wouldn't believe him.
He was scared.
He didn't want to deal with that stress.
All he wanted to do was take a shower and go to sleep.
He didn't even want to eat.
He hadn't eaten his lunch today.
The same as yesterday.
All he needed,
was a little nap.
A small break from reality.
Just as his eyes began to close, and he started to drift off the train pulled up. He stood up and walked inside. He squinted as warm tears began to fall down his cheeks.
Not even the ๐๐ฐ๐ฅ๐ด wanted him to rest.