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He heard the gossip around town, absorbed it like he did the political scandal information. Junes. A giant, giant store with basically anything you’d want to buy. There weren’t many in the cities, but out in the countryside, they dominated. Clearly dominated, if the shuttered storefronts he saw from the car window were any indication. Junes is nearly a curse word on the lips of the townsfolk.
And then there’s the boy. Souji expected him to be cocky, confident, arrogant, but he’s just another kid. Maybe not “just another” kid. How many teenagers drive bikes into trashcans?
Still, it’s a way to meet him. He smiled and introduced himself as Yosuke Hanamura. Before Souji could introduce himself, he said, “You’re Souji Seta, right? We’re in the same class. C’mon, we’re gonna be late!”
When he got there, he realized that not only were they in the same class, he sat right in front of him. Yosuke kicked the back of his chair lightly as class started. He made a startled noise and King Moron went off on him.
Yosuke, huh? He’d be way more attractive if he weren’t a bit of a jerk, but Souji liked him too much already.