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He expected his first day to be unusual and awkward, but he hadn’t expected this. He didn’t think he would be pinned to a wall, lungs screaming for air, and rough lips pressed against his own as he thrashed against the larger body.
To say he wasn’t looking forward to this was an understatement, he was absolutely furious at the sun for daring to rise today. Even as He tugged on his favorite black hoodie, which was made of thick material and kept him warm and sleepy, he was frowning. His usually blank, stoic face was marred by the downturn of his eyebrows. Checking the clock, there was only 10 minutes left. Fuck. Soon enough, he was grabbing an apple and jumping off his porch. He had finally set off for school, only to realize he had left his knife at home. And yeah, if he was caught with a knife at school, he would probably be arrested, but he didn’t live in the best area, and being an omega, he wasn’t exactly thrilled to be without protection. Oh well, he can manage with his fists just fine. In about 7 minutes, he arrived, but he had no idea where he was meant to go.
“Oi, bedhead!”
Just keep walking, they’ll leave you alone.
“OI! Listen when I’m talkin to ya!”
Keep. Walking.
Suddenly, a hand was gripping his wrist and he was turned around to face a taller guy. Not for the first time, he was grateful he could keep a blank face. Although, his tired gaze and “I have no fucks left to give” aura usually scared others away.
“What’s your name darlin?” the guys tone had a weird lilt to it.
Ugh, darlin? What was he, 4?
“…”
Face remaining blank, he stayed silent as always.
“y’know, you should answer when you’re asked a question, who knows what might happen.”
There was a threatening glint in the guy’s eyes, and a smirk?
A wave of hostile alpha pheromones washed over him, his inner omega was snarling now. He crinkled his nose in disgust.
Ugh this guy smells awful, and weak, what the hell man…
The stranger’s face twisted into one of confusion and shock.
“Huh? Why aren’t you afraid of me? That was some of my strongest pheromones right there! You should be-“
The guy was stopped mid sentence when a hand grasped his shoulder, fingers digging in painfully and wrenching his shoulder around to face him.
“Oi who the hell-“and once again, he stopped mid-sentence, but this time, out of fear.
“h-hey Monoma! I was just-“the guy stuttered, his eyes wide
Who the hell is Monoma? Oh, yeah, probably the one scaring the shit out of this guy. Wait, does he have a manicure?
Finally, the man in question spoke.
“I’ve told you many times, but I shall not tell you again. DO. NOT. HARASS. PEOPLE. You got it? If you do it again,” Monoma’s arm turned to steel,” I will pummel you. Do not test me.”
Damn, he’s intimidating. Usually he would just quietly slip away, but for some reason he couldn’t move his limbs. He just stared. After glaring at the guy for a few more seconds, Monoma’s face slipped back into a careless expression. Patting his shoulder, he let the guy go, who immediately bolted. Monoma’s gaze flicked back to Shinsou, who stared right back, his usual monotone face not even cracking. A soft smile graced Monoma’s face and oh wow he knew sign language.
“Class is starting soon; you should go before the bell rings.”
Well..That was unexpected. And apparently his face was starting to show the shock as well, because Monoma was starting to look amused. He schooled his face back to its emotionless state and lifted his hands.
“Yeah…thanks. Bye.”
I went to turn away but he signed again.
“Ah a man a few words eh?”
That goddamn smirk never left his face, it’s gonna get stuck there if he isn’t careful.
“No words at all actually.”
For some reason, this made Monoma snort, his face scrunching up unattractively.
“Okay, I’ll let you leave now”
His smirk morphed into a small smile and he waved as I walked away. Okay what the hell was that and who the fuck was he? My mind was spinning as I walked into my classroom and sat in the seat my teacher pointed at. I didn’t even notice the guy behind me until he chuckled quietly and spoke,
“So we meet again...”
I stiffened and turned to see those damnable blue eyes staring back at me. I swear, whatever deities exist have forsaken me if I’m stuck with this guy behind me. And yeah, he did get the guy to stop harassing me, but I don’t like guys like him. Actually, I just don’t like people in general; they’re all too condescending and judgmental. But this guy, he’s intimidating to people for some reason, and it’s annoying that he decided to come talk to me. He’s probably stuck up and wants me to repay him for helping my sorry ass.
“Look, I’m sorry about that guy, he always does that to new people….”
I turned to him questioningly.
“What do you mean?”
He grimaced and cast his eyes away. So nothing good then.
“He’s… looking for an easy fuck.”
And…wow. That makes a lot of sense actually. No wonder he tried to use his pheromones on me. Disgusting, no self respecting person would do that to someone else. What the fuck man. Apparently my disgust was evident on my face, so he changed the subject quickly.
“Anyways! I never got your name...”
“I’m Shinsou Hitoshi, and you are?”
Clear delight spread across Monoma’s face. It was quite an interesting thing to see. Someone was actually happy to talk to him, well not literally of course, but the sentiment was there. Other students started making their way into the room, so Monoma started signing instead.
“I’m Monoma Neito, nice to meet you, even if the circumstances weren’t the best. Unfortunately, I probably won’t get to talk to you much, because we probably won’t get the same classes,” why would it be unfortunate to not talk to me? I’m not the most interesting or sociable person, “anyways, you seem like an interesting guy. Would you be interested in eating lunch with me? That is, unless you’ve found someone else to hang out with for the time being.”
He….wants me to eat lunch with him? Uh, okay, not what I was expecting... he might not seem like a complete douche bag right now, but don’t get your hopes up Hitoshi, people are never what they seem. But that’s not stopping me from eating lunch with him I suppose.
“Yeah, sure.”
“Awesome. Oh, the teachers here, I’ll talk to you later then.”
“Okay”
And with that, they both turned to the board. Well, Shinsou did, Monoma was still studying the back of his head apparently. The teacher called attention and class began.