It's a beautiful day outside. Your mom was gay, Karen called the cops on kids selling lemonade, Twitter being retarded as usual, EDP wanting his cupcake, and me existing.

What a life to live.

... Meh.

Man, I'm bored as hell. Are we there yet? Oh, I see a pigeon!

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Come on... Do something. I know you can!

I blink a few times and wait for approximately 10 seconds. Nothing happened.

Just like Hmoraisfilipe 's update schedule.

(ignore the fact that DashingBanana's upload schedule is just as slow)

I couldn't get my hopes up now, the story hasn't even started yet. I feel as dead inside as that brown haired individual. Hehe...

Off to think of something else...

I wonder... Are Karens born that way or made...?

Hmmm... Need more research on the topic.

I proceeded to pull out a notebook and a pencil to write it down. While doing so, I heard a lil' bit of ruckus going on.

Random-Woman: Excuse me, shouldn't you offer up your seat?

Oh boy. Whatever is going on there, I can feel like that person is ignoring her.

Random-Woman: Hey you! Can't you see that this elderly woman is having trouble?

Ah, I can smell trouble. This office lady that is so unimportant to our life that her name is basically "Random-Woman" is scolding this young, blonde lad. Hah, why do I have a slight feeling that there is a me in another universe looking for two blondes?

Eh, who cares? Probably me but not exactly the me-me that is currently having a weird ass monologue in his head.

Does that make sense?

No? Cool.

Did I mention that he is wearing the same uniform as me? Are we sure that he is also a Highschool student? I mean if you told me he was a third year, it seems more reasonable.

The blonde guy emitates the aura of those rich kids, snobbish, arrogant, self-centered. It's only about time before he enters Aokigahara and films there. But he looks smart enough to not do such thing. Unlike someone else.

A lot of people's attention were now drawn towards the commotion right in front of us, some didn't give two shits. Like that girl reading a book, this is what they call... Based. Yeah, that's the word!... Damn. How do you do, fellow kids?

Arrogant Boy: That's a really crazy question, lady.

The blond replied, his legs crossed. Damn, super confident. Let's see how this plays out.

Boi: Why should I offer my seat? There's no reason for me to do so.

Office-Lady: You're sitting in a priority seat, it's only natural for you to offer it to elderly!

Someone wants to be a hero, what's next? Post it on that Tic-Tac?... Wait no, that's not it's name. Clock noises app.

That's what people my age do nowadays, right?

... Right?

FaxArrogantBoi: I don't understand. Priority seats are just that: Priority seats. I have no legal obligation to move. I am the one who occupies this seat, so I should be the one who determines whether I move or not move. Am I supposed to give up my seat because I'm young? Ha! That reasoning is nonsense.

And the floor here is made out of floor. But I have to admit, that was quite the speech... Not one you'd expect from a normal person, especially in Highschool.

Bro-stop-already: I'm a healthy young person who wouldn't find standing inconvenient. However, I'd obviously spend more energy standing than I would sitting. I have no intention of doing such thing. Or are you suggesting that I should act a bit livelier, I wonder?

The woman seems to be taken back by his essay ass.

Whamen: W-what kind of attitude is that to talk with your superiors!?

They are worse than eachother. But at least the blond guy actually came up with an argument unlike this "dIsResPeCt" gal.

Its-only-a-damn-seat: "Superiors"? Well, it's obvious that you and the old woman there have been alive longer than I have. There can be no doubt about that. Blah blah blah blah--

Eventually, I've grown bored of this argument. It was obvious that he wouldn't give up his seat. I make myself more comfortable in my seat, basically flexing about having a seat without actually flexing since no one saw.

Blond Girl: Umm... I think the woman is right.

Ah, a hero to this story, how shall she stand in front of the mighty word generator? Find out next time on Buss Ball Z!

Dude: Ah the new challenger is a pretty girl? Seems like I'm rather lucky with the fairer sex.

Blonde-girl: This poor woman has been suffering for quite a while now. Won't you offer your seat? Whole you might consider such courtesy unnecessary, it would contribute to society.

Bruh. Even I don't talk like that. Is this actually the world outside? Maybe I'm not used to it. It sucks though.

SNAP oh SNAP the boy snapped his fingers! Hehehe. I'm a comedy genius!

ThisGuy: A contributing to society, you say? Well, that is a rather interesting opinion. Well, it is true that offering up my seat would be viewed in a positive light. However, I have no intention of contributing to society.

My guy is on fire. And he's so damn honest, at least he's not a two-faced guy that does a good deed in front of people while being a messed up guy.... Reminds me of the mirror.

Pff- that was super edgy! Never saying that again!

Imtiredofnicknames: Oh, and one more thing. You're asking me, the one on the priority seat to give up my spot, but couldn't you ask one of the people here in this crowded bus? If you truly cared about elderly, then something like priority seatd would be but a mere trivial concern, wouldn't you agree?

This guy made such a huge trouble over a seat. A. Bloody. Seat.
Imagine what he'd do to something of higher value.

The blond girl and the woman seems to have lost this battle against this lad. The old lady just had a bitter smile on her face, clearly not wanting more of this trouble.

ThisGirl: Everyone, please listen to me for just a moment. Won't someone give up her seat to this woman? It doesn't matter who, please.

Never in my life would I have imagined such scenario. This girl seems determined to do the right thing... But why in the world is a seat so troublesome? If we focused on the people STARVING to death and homeless people and every single other problem like this. HELLO, CLIMATE CHANGE! Damn... Oh well. Not my problem, but...

Hm.... If I give my seat, that will surely make me look like a good person, wouldn't it? A perfect first impression that will surely rise me in popularity, but I do not want to stand out immediately, especially since...

Tsk! Mama didn't raise no bitch. Fuck it!

I get up from my seat with my most casual expression I have while my hands were in ZE pockets.

"Goodness. You people are loud as hell, take this bloody seat and shut up."

Nailed it! :D

Yes, I made an emoticon. Fight me.

The lady and the girl around my age seems to be pleased, and lead the elderly lady towards my location but not before the office lady gives the last glare towards the egotistical lad as the people who were watching the argument witness this.

The old lady sits down and a look of inner peace showed up on her face. Thanking this young, handsome, kind and fabulous lad known as myself. I simply nod with a small smile.

Geez. She has it tough, but it's only about time before we end up in the same situation... Or not, who knows when our last day is? All we can do is live life to the fullest without regrets and improve ourselves.

At least... That's what I want to have.

Wisdom isn't my thing, what the hell did I ramble about in my head again?

Female: Thank you!

Oh! The blond girl! Almost forgot about her existence for a second. That's a lie, I actually did forget her.

"No problem-o. Just saved my ears from these arguments."

I joked with a smirk making its way on my face, it seems that the girl found it humorous and giggled.

Heh, all those researches came in handy. Mission accomplished. Yay!

The blond boy was looking at us with ego bigger than everyone's life span combined.

QuackGuy: Ah, wasn't so hard, was it? A knight in shining armor at last.

He commented while brushing his hair a bit.

Time to put my speech skill into use. Huzzah! "Y/n" attack!

Y/n: Buddy, you talk about saving your energy so much by not standing to the point you use all of said energy towards talking about it.

He paused and took a good look at me, and held his chin.

MamaMia: Hmm. That is actually the first logical thing I've heard today. Have a good day, stranger.

Y/n: You too.

I could feel the stares as I look to a specific spot making eye-contact with a pair of dull brown eyes.

Hehehehe...

I immediately cut off the staring contest, with a smirk never leaving my face.

Haven't started school yet and I'm already popular.

I shouldn't let it get to my head. That's only a small gesture of "kindness". Despite that, I don't really stand out.

Simple h/c hair and e/c eyes. Nothing special... Which isn't saying much.

I mean there are people with blue, pink, blond, green hair in here. Nothing is that unique anymore.

Kushida: Ah! Before I forget, my name's Kushida Kikyo, it's nice to meet you!

Kushida 'Two-face flips a coin' Kikyo

Introduction, the gateway of acquaintance that could possibly lead to friendship... And maybe something more...

That's right. The bro-zone.

Y/n: L/n Y/n, pleasure is mine, Kushida-San.

I bow a little with my epic and cool introduction.

Kushida: Ehehe. So is this your first year, L/n-kun?

No, I lived in this bus for 50 years. Fucking dumbi--

Y/n: Yeah, got lucky enough to pass. A dream come true, I must say. I'm gonna take a wild guess and say it's yours too, correct?

Kushida: Yup. Government funded school, I've heard lots of good things about it! Unfortunately, none of my middle school friends got in with me... So, I'd be happy if we could form a friendship here!

She gave me a bright smile, so bright that I had to put my sunglasses on. HOLY SH-

... So damn cheerful. It's like those "mangas" I've read... Guess it's true. But my gut is telling me that I'm in for a treat.

Or it's possibly cancer... Or both.

I simply nod, and look out the window. I see birds flying in the blue sky... How beautiful... They're free, free to do whatever they please. Free to roam, free to look, free to shit on people because why not? Damn... Freedom is nice.

Heh... Unfortunately for us, it's only temporary and doom is eternal.

... Get it? I'm a young boy and I make funny references? Please laugh... I actually wrote that down on my notebook so I wouldn't forget.

... If this was a book, it would be a shitty one I'm not gonna lie. Like an annoying fruit that is addicted to drugs level of shit.

...........

Why do I have this feeling that I've broken something even harder? Eh, whatever. Not my problem.

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How beautiful...

Never mind that: HOLY SHI--

Some time passed and now we have reached our destination.

Tokyo Metropolitan Advanced Nurturing High School.

This ain't no school! It's a damn town! Holy shit! Even if I saw the pictures of it, it's still surreal to witness it up close!

.... I'm gonna enjoy it here. All I need is to know where the cameras are, the shifts, how the guards work and I'm gonna prank everyone!

What're they gonna do? Catch me? Well, unlike back there, I feel like I can get away with it in here.

Now I need to get a person to call my buddy-ol'-pal.

Oh there he is! IT'S THE MAIN CHARA-

Oh, dull-boyo is already talking to the cute Raven haired gal. Nice one!

CopyPasteGirl: -- I don't want to spend more time around people like you.

OOF. Tough crowd. It's okay, dude, there are many fish in the sea. Careful of the catfish though.

But then again, he probably roasted her ass. You go, Dull-chan!

Dull-chan: *mutters* I feel the same way.

I really wanted to slip in the convo, but my curiosity was killing me from the inside, wondering what will they do next.

.... And they just sighed. Oh and they're walking the same direction now... That's gotta be awkward.

But you know what's not awkward? You playing Raid: Shad--

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Principle: AND THAT'S WHY TRAPS AREN'T GAY!

What the fuck? I mean, he kinda has a point.

A nearby teacher was hitting his head repeatedly with whatever book he had on his hand. Meanwhile the others couldn't be bothered.

Student: Sorry, BOOBA is better!

Another student does the good old glasses shine techniques.

LeSmort: Actually, beings who are attracted to traps are first introduced to them as females, not only do they have the physicue but their VAs are women. So technically, they didn't know that they were boys.

Y/n: Yeah... They're called "traps" for a reason.

LeSmort: But it still is not fully gay if you're the dom! Blah-blah-blah--

Y/n: A PP is still a PP. It's 42.69% gay, and that is depends about the roles of-- Actually I should stop I'm having too many unholy thoughts.

BetterGlasses: Enough.

Hm. He's on the stage, I wonder if he's the Student Council President...

RandomThot: HORIKITA MANABU-SENSEI! HAVE MY CHILDRE--

Horikita: Silence, thot!

Horikita 'Sis, you're trash lol' Manabu

Horikita: I am the Student Council President, Horikita Manabu. As a representative of thr upper classes, I would like to extend words of welcome to our new students.

Ah it's one of those longass speeches. Watch, he's gonna say "this school is the shit and it will give you a life"

Horikita: This school is the shit and it will give you a life.

Wait wha-?

Manabu: Have a good merit. Also the author sucks. Look he's gonna do a timeski--

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That was an interesting ceremony.

I don't know if I heard it all in my head because I was bored out of my mind or people were actually debating on this serious topic.

Whoever the author is, I bet he sucks ass.

Anyhow, this is my place. Class 1-D. And my assumption is correct...

Yup. I'm definitely living in an anime moment. The same people I saw are here.

Dull is sitting next to that Raven haired gal... That must be even more awkward.

Fate just doesn't like you, Dull-chan, does she? Or perhaps she ships you two.

I continue my observation and see Kushiiiita talking with other girls about genres. Yup, as expected. Getting along with everyone easily.

And the blond boi is here as well. Damn the whole squad is here!

This is the work of plot convenience, I see.

Either way, my stop is riiigght....

Nope that's not it...

Not that....

Or that...

WHERE THE HELL IS MY NA- oh its here there.

All the way back, and I'm the mid-section. Dull-chan already has the protagonist seat... Man, I kinda wanted it, but in a way he deserves it.

With a shrug to my inner thoughts I slam my dummy thicc ass on the seat, possibly creating a Shockwave that made all the volcanoes in Japan go boom boom...

Probably...

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All I gotta do is wait now...

Wait...... And wait.........

Waiting..... Yeah, I'm waiting....

I wish I had a book right now.

Didn't that Raven haired girl read that "Crime And Punishment" back in the bus.

Tl: dr; Is it gay to kill a man in the name of justice?

Yes, yes it is. I wholeheartedly think that some people deserve their pp cut off, men or woman...

... I, uhh,.... How's life?

Oh that's something! Me? Oh, uh,... I waiting.... I guess....

Sigh

Either way I slammed my head into the desk.

Raven: What a weirdo...

Y/n: And I'm pretty sure I've seen the same version of you on different shows. So don't talk to me, Ms. CTRL-C CTRL-V.

I retored, not caring in the slightest about what's happening in the world.

Original: Why don't you give your seat like you did back there?

Y/n: Because it seems to displease you, so I'll continue doing it.

I could feel her rolling her eyes, I braced myself for her to berate me only for another hero to come to my aid.

Teacher: Ahem. Good morning to you, students. I'm your instructor for Class D. My name is Chabashira Sae. I usually teach Japanese History. However, at this school, we do not change class after each grade. For the next three years, I will be your homeroom teacher, so I hope to get to know all of you. It's a pleasure to meet you.

Chabashira 'She smokes' Sae

If there is one thing I still do not understand about style... No, scratch that. I don't understand style at all, but HIGH-HEELS! Aren't they uncomfortable?

Chabashira: The entrance ceremony will be an hour from now at the gymnasium. I will distribute written materials with information about special rules blah-blah-blah-blah--

Ah, long speeches to make it seem professional. Time to deduce it in a couple of words.

This school isn't like other schools, it dyes it's hair blue and--wait nevermind.

Anyhow, we have a huge campus that spreads more than 600K square meters.

Contacting family members except if you're studying abroad is forbidden. Leaving school grounds without permission is also forbidden.

Ah, my document is here. Thanks, kind stranger

I was gonna joke about the age of consent but I just remembered it's 13 here in Japan... We are fucked up.

Is what I would've said if that was it. Dating for people in the same age is legal, dating a person below 18 while you're 18+ is illegal.

Have fun, Genshin players.

Man, genshin became the new LoL players stereotype, huh?

I silently fistbump myself by the amount of pop culture refrence I'm making.

Wait, why am I narrating my life?
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Anyhow the documents!

The same document I got when I was accepted. Very interestin-- Oh! Another one?

Hmm, oh it isn't mine... "Sakura Airi".
Pink hair, blue eyes, wears glasses. A Sakura with pink hair... How original. All we gotta do is make her useless and the stereotype will be fulfilled.

Oh it's the one seated to my right.

Y/n: Desk Neighbor, special delivery!

I offer the document towards her, but it seems as when I opened mouth she jumped. It's as if someone pinched her or something.

Hesitant, she finally turns to meet me and oh goodness...

Sakura 'This is going to my Cringe Complation' Airi

She's cute.

That's all. No other comment, except fax.

We made eye contact for a second, but that second was over she immediately broke it.

Its either that she's anxious or I'm just ugly.

Definitely not the latter, I'm fabulous. And now I will have my rivalry against that blond boyo.

Sakura: A-Ah! Th-Than-kss!

Y/n: Mhm.

She takes it away and immediately puts it on her desk, while I go back minding my own business like a normal person would.

So, she's shy and anxious. I can hear her heavy breathing, seems like just talking to someone is running a marathon for her. Her heartbeat definitely took a leap, she should join the Olympics.

Because being shy is--ahem... As Dhar Mann guy once said "iS a sAwpEr pOw3eR"

I think I lost what's remaining of my braincells.

God save us. Oh wait--he's dead and we killed him.

That's rather cringe innit, bruv?

Chabashira: Oh, and you have your student cards. It's basically Credit Card but for students, 1 Point is equal to 1 Yen. Each student is given 100,000 Points at the end of each month.

And just like that. I became deaf.

The reason being that almost ever student shouted as if they're a chocolate loving person from bikini bottom.

MY EARS! AAAAAAAAAAH--

But still... 100K Yen? That's quite a lot... A bit too much if you ask me.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining... But... That's kinda... Sus.

Suffer

Chabashira: Shocked? This school values it's students' merit. The fact that all of you passed the Entrance Exam was enough proof.

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And then she left with the exaggerated swagger of a fictional character... Wait a minut--

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OK.

I took a discreet look towards the dull-boy to see if his expression changed... Nope.

He never changes does he?

Seriously he had that same expression ever since back there on ze bus......

I couldn't help but grow a smirk then my thoughts got cut off rudely by a student.

Mofo: Everyone, can I have your attenti--?

I stopped paying attention and rest my head on the desk.

.... Then I remembered I'm bores so might as well hear these morons.

Apparently, he wants us to introduce ourselves because we're classmates.

Hirata: My name is Hirata Yosuke. Back in Junior High, lots of people called me Yosuke. Feel free to use my first name! I guess my hobby is sports in general, especially soccer. I'm planning on playing soccer here too. Nice to meet you!

Hirata 'This guy' Yosuke

.... Did.... Did that bastard just call football soccer?

Okay... Deep breathes... Deep breathes... No need to get angry.

THAT MOTHERFU--

Okay! Maybe a little angry!

Tsk... That cunt is gonna be popular with that introduction "ooo soccer" it's called football you dumb bi-

I'm sorry... I should continue my analysis.

He's gonna be popular with that effortless introduction. I can already see hearts flying and heart eyes... Now where have I seen such thing before?

Anyhow, he got simps. Especially with that sport stuff.

I got the gest of it from people who repeat it for no reason. Inagoshira Kokori, she sews, and is nervous. Cool, I guess....UNLIKE SOMEONE CALLING IT SOCCER--

Okay, I may have missed some other introduction. But who cares? Extras amiright?

Yamauchi: I'm Yamaguchi Haruki. I got gucci! I competed in table tennis during elementary school and junior high, I was the ace player in our baseball team. I was number four. I got hurt in the inter-high school championship, and I'm undergoing rehab. Nice to meet you.

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=08BgTHgXGU0

For context: the inter-high school championship is a national competition for HIGH SCHOOLS!ITS IN THE NAAAAME!

Well, mostly. Who the fuck names something Junior High? Like he's a Jr. But he's also High... But not.

You know who's high? Me, probably.

Besides I don't think anyone besides Mista gives a damn about your shirt number. And you don't want Mista to know it's four.

Oh Kushiiiiiiii is up.

Kushida: My name is Kushida Kikyou. None of my friends from junior high
made it to this school, so I'm alone here. I'd like to get to know all of your names and faces right away and become friends as soon as possible!

Ok. Nothing new there--

Kushida: My first goal is to become friends with everyone. So, after we're finished with introductions, I'd love for you to share your contact information with me!

... Okay Kushida, very cool. Give a chance to the others to spea--

Kushida: So, after school or during vacations, I want to make all sorts of
memories with lots of people. Please feel free to invite me to lots and lots of events! Anyway, I've talked for a long time, so I'll end my introduction
here.

Impossible! She actually shut up! Oh she looked at me...

She looks slightly annoyed...

... Yeah that's probably why.

Sooo... Who's next?

Hirata was looking at the next student who looked like he will cause trouble with that red hair of his. Looks like a delinquent.

Hirata: Well next up is...

And the delinquent glared at Hirata.

Red: What, are we a bunch of little kids or something? I don't need to
introduce myself. People who want to do that can go ahead. Just leave me out of it.

Hirata: I can't force you to introduce yourself, of course. However, I don't
think that getting along with your classmates is a bad thing. If I've made you uncomfortable, I apologize.

The simps start to back up soccer boy. "Yeah, is it bad to introduce yourself, beeeesh?", "Tell him, beastie!" "I will SOCCER punch you in the throat! ".

Something like that. I could see half of the boys glare at Hirata. Wow what a bunch of weasels.

Red: Hmph. Whatever, I didn't come here to make friends.

With a scowl at Hirata the red boi stormed off. Some students followed suit including my Raven haired desk neighbor.

Thank God. She's gone. We won't have to deal with Copyright issues now.

Hmmm... He stayed here. At least I won't be as lonely. Guess I'll stay also.

Hirara: They're not a bad bunch. It's my fault. I was being selfish and made people do this.

Dude calm down, it's only approximately 43% of the class... Probably.

Simp: No way. You didn't do anything wrong, Hirata-kun. Let's just leave those guys be, okay?

Well, everything seems to have come back to normal.

Moron: I'm Ike Kanji, I love girls and I hate Ike-men. I'm currently in the market for a new girlfriend. It's nice to meet you! All better if you're a cutie or a beauty!

Ike 'Dumbass' Kanji

........ This guy's gotta be joking, right? There's no way someone would say this outloud... He even said he hates Ike-men and his name is Ike...

I'm convincing myself it is, but the look on his face is not helping.

F.Classmate: Wow... You're so cool, Ike-kun...

Ike: Seriously? Seriously? Oh man, I mean, I thought I wasn't bad or anything, but...heh heh.

Okay he blushed... My hope is shattered.

And the girls are laughing at him.

Another Gal: Oh wow, he's cute, everyone. He's looking for a girlfriend!

Man, I'm glad I'm not that guy. He's a naive dumbass that doesn't know what sarcasm is.

Oh look who's next! Sir I comb my hair. Lovely.

Hirata: Excuse me, can you introduce yourself?

Vanity-Smurf-But-Tall-And-Built: Hmph. Fine.

He smirked like one of those rich folks. An aristocratic behavior. He shifted in his seat and placed both of his legs on the desk.

Koenji 'Wild Tarzan' Rokusuke

Koenji: My name is Koenji Rukusuke. As the sole heir of the Koenji conglomerate group, I will soon be tasked to carrying Japan into the future. I sincerely look forward to making your acquantice, ladies.

Well, that's not very surprising. It's only what I excepted. The reactions too, some girls look at his money-- I mean HUGE personality pockets, while the others considered him as a weirdo and will remain away from him.

Perfectly balanced, as all things should be.

Koenji: Since today, I will mercilessly punish anyone who makes me uncomfortable. Please exercise proper precautions so that you may avoid that.

Hirata: Um, Kouenji-kun. What exactly do you mean when you say, 'anyone who makes me uncomfortable'?

Someone's a wuss.

Koenji: I meant exactly what I said. If asked to give an example, well... I
would say I hate ugly things, for instance. So, if I saw something ugly, I would do just as I said.

He stated as he flipped his hair.

Man, lots of people are gonna die.

Now who might be nex--

Hirata: Uh, can you hear me?

Y/n: Hm?

Hirata: Hey, it's your turn now.

Oh he's talking to me. Oh well, everyone is looking at me now.

Introductions need to be: 1. The name. 2. What you like to do (but that's cringe). 3. Some extra info no one gives a damn about. 4. "Thank you for having me. " or "Please take care of me", well, I see no onee-san here, so the latter is discarded.

I simply stood up and exist to spite God.

Y/n: Hello everybody, my name is L/n Y/n, and it's called football. I like existence most of the time, and breathing is fun. Stay in drugs, don't do vegetables, and eat your school. Thank you for having me.

I bow down in "respect" despite that no one deserves it... Of course, I had exceptions...

Then I sat down like a boss, except the boss fell off his chair.

Y/n: Nailed it.

Everyone was looking at my fabulous self blankly, they blink for a few moments... Then clap?

Girl#1: Eheheh! Now that's actual comedy!

Boy#1: THE AMOUNT OF EMOTION AND EFFORT PUT INTO THIS ONE! *sniffle* IT CAN MAKE A GROQN MAN CRY!

Boy#2: L/N-SAN! I'M TOTALLY GAY FOR YOU!

A girl was screaming and then ripped her shirt off revealing... No...

Dear God...

NFT: THAT'S MAH BOI!

Okay what the fuck? GO BACK! I SAID GO BACK!

A jet pack formed out of my ass as I farted so hard it broke the sound barrier.

Now I'm bombing Russi-

Hold on... Did I take my pills?

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Okay now I'm back on my seat. I don't know what happened, but something did happen.

Oh everyone is staring at me.

Hirata: Errr... It's nice to meet you, L/n-kun. Ummm.... Are you sure you're okay from that fall?

Y/n: It's football.

Hirata: Y-Yeah! Football!

Now, I'm finally at peace.

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Hirata: S-So... Uh, hey! You're next.

Dull-chan: Huh?

Oh? He seems to be cought by surprise. Probably too busy monologing to himself... I'd know the feeling.

Clack! The chair rattled as he stood.

Ayanokoji 'Keikaku-Kun' Kiyotaka

This is what I've been waiting for...

Come on! The last introduction. Steal the show! Hehehe--

Kiyotaka: Um. Well, my name is Ayanokouji Kiyotaka. And, uh, I don't really have any special skills or anything. I'll do my best to get along with all of you. It's, uh, nice to meet you.

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What the shit was that, my guy!?

Bro deadass sounding normal! This was your chance--

Oh... Ohohohoho! Okay then... I get it.

More points on action, less on speech.

I could tell from the look on his dead inside face that he gave it a slight try.

Eheheheheheh! This will be an interesting school life.

I can't wait... Ooooh the possibilities... Mweheheheheheh!

... Yo, did everyone just leave?

I look to my left, then my right, then to my left and to my right again.

Yup... Yup they did. I'm the only person left here...

... WHAT THE HELL, GUYS!? I THOUGHT WHAT WE HAD WAS SPECIAL!?

Well, aside from insulting you in my head and all...

Uugggghh... I really need to pay attention to my surroundings while monologing...

I look up to the ceiling, defeated as fuck but something catches my eye.

A camera, huh? Well, it's to be expected.

Well, that's like the 16th camera I saw today.

I get up from my desk with a huge smirk on my face heading to the door.

Let the Shenanigans begin...

Gruuuuumblleee!

._. B-But first, a refill! GOD YOU RUINED MY EPIC SPEECH, YOU FUCKING STOMACH--

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Hello!

Hey! I'm here! I made this weird ass chapter!

Writing in the first person POV feels weird, but the good kind of weird. Narrator, isn't here for the time being to trash talk the MC for once.

Anyhow. What do you think so far or do you live in China?

Alright... Rate the chapter? Good? Bad? Stop existing?

Have a damn good day!

DashingBanana

Dashes out... No.

Love you Hmoraisfilipe