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He is just sitting there right beside him in a class that is everything but enjoyable. He didn't want to be seen off as rude by staring , but curiosity is killing him with every second that happens. He was going to do something until the sound of the bell echoed all surroundings of the school. That was when everyone was gathering all their belongings with Joseph following along and soon leaving out the door.
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Smokey was feeling uneasy with shivers of that class. Soon goosebumps rising by the a/c in the halls. That guy ,who is way older than he looks, he could tell he was trying or not to stare at him. He have been getting eyes rolling on him lately. Nothing crucial except by how they might wonder how he see with his curls blocking his eyesight view.
Some even ask if he was blind,which is not true.
He been through this before but this one was unique,it just stood out, in a perplexed way of explaining. Maybe arbitrary? Well might be so he just knows he is flummoxed by it.
He could perhaps draw during lunch ( mostly by how most of it is disgusting) or just read or future homework. Yeah that seems feasible.
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Caesar been noticing Joseph...umm not acting like his typical self. Mostly at lunch he hasn't touch a single particle on his plate. In addition, much to Caesar's resentment, he isn't acting puerile over his bubble friend's braces.
"Joseph, are you alright? You're not eating as a barbarian or even eating at all as you would normally do" still ignored, Jojo's vision is on something else, disregarding everything from sound to noise around him. Caesar had decided what had finally got him so focused which is subtile.
His view only presented with a person,younger than them obviously, just sitting there drawing. He at him then back at Joseph for a while before conclusion.
"You like him, don't you?" He bluntly says, hence making Joseph spit the liquid in his mouth by the sudden action.
"No! I am just imagin what hides under his curls"
" Why do you want to know that?"
" Because I want to and need to"
" That sound like a great reason" Caesar sarcastically states.
" Hey, it's the best I got and, I have no clue why, he intrigues me.
" You are both a mindless and strange behemoth."
" Yeah but you're still friends with one" he boasted.
The brace faced Italian rolls his eyes. " whatever you want to call this relationship of ours"
" I want to talk to him"
" Not to come off as rude but why?"
" Because I want to and can." The brunette was interrupted by lunch being over and the place turning into a ratatouille run. Hence, making the appearance of , what he'll now call him, curls.
" Dammit" was all he thought MENTALLY before assigning himself another time to meet him unexpectedly