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“Alright class, for next week I want you to complete all questions on pages 255 to 257, and make sure you are showing all your work!”
Jotaro lets out an annoyed grunt. Good grief… is this class almost over, Jotaro thinks to himself as his teacher finishes writing instructions for their assignment on the board.
The first bell rings, signifying the end of class.
“Thank god,” Jotaro mumbles, grabbing his already closed books and rushing to the door.
“Kujo-kun! I hope you got everything I wrote on the board, I don’t need you failing my class this year!”
“Whatever… bitch” Jotaro mutters, pushing his way out the door into the empty hall.
He swiftly makes his way towards his locker, keeping his eyes forward as he feels his heart beat quickening with each step. Making one last turn, he lets out a breath of relief after catching a glimpse of the cherry red hair by his locker.
“Kakyoin, I’m surprised you're here so soon… didn’t you have class?” He says casually, starting to fumble with his lock.
“Says you!” the redhead proclaims loudly, “I had a free period, and I already finished all my homework. I’m surprised you didn’t know that already…”
“Why would I know that… It’s not like I know your schedule” he responds smoothly.
“Sure…” Kakyoin smirks. “Anyways, you got here quickly, did you skip class again, Jojo?”
“I wish. I had to sit through 50 minutes of pain while that old bat talked about quadratic equations and god knows what else, I’m surprised I didn’t just fall asleep…”
Kakyoin raises an eyebrow playfully, “Wow! You didn’t fall asleep today, Jojo??? I’m impressed! This is a new accomplishment for you. Maybe my studious ways are starting to rub off on you, hmm?”
Jotaro scoffs, turning away to reach into his locker. “Tch...whatever. I got a good sleep last night, so don’t get too excited.”
“You got a good sleep? More than your regular 15 hours?!”
“Good grief… fuck you, Nori” Jotaro says, stuffing his hands in his pockets.
The younger boy giggles into the palm of his hand and leans back against the lockers, “So what class do you have next? Art, is it?”
“Ya… I might just skip it, I swear if that old hag tells me to ‘paint with my heart’ one more time…”
“Oh Jotaro, give her a break, she really is a sweet teacher! She only means the best.”
“Give her a break? Give me a break! I don’t like art, Noriaki, you know that.”
“Or math, english, physics, band, chemistry, japanese, and history. Sorry, am I missing anything?”
“I like biology,” he grumbles back.
Kakyoin smirks. “Oh yes, that’s right… and lunch! Anything else?”
Jotaro sighs and shakes his head. “God, you’re annoying. Whatever, I should probably start heading to class before those annoying bitches start following me and asking stupid questions again. Honestly, can’t they just leave me the fuck alone?”
Kakyoin looks over at him with a light smile, “Now now, Jotaro, you can’t blame them, they just like you!” He laughs softly, looking down at his feet. “I mean, I definitely understand, I used to be like them too you know…”
Furrowing his brow, he looks down at him angrily, “You weren’t like them at all… our hallway discussions actually kept me entertained.”
The redhead looks up at the taller boy, “Well maybe their discussions aren’t entertaining you because you don’t listen to them...”
“Maybe I’ll listen once they actually start saying interesting things instead of shit like ‘How do you get such big muscles?’ or ‘How tall are you again?’, it’s annoying… They think they’re being cute, but they’re not.”
“Did you think I was cute, Jojo?” He says smirking at the older boy.
Looking at Kakyoin, he immediately freezes up as his inability to express emotions deteriorates even further due to the grin across the redheads face.
The second bell rings and Jotaro immediately slams his locker shut, causing several people around them to jump.
“Oh, looks like I’m late for class! I better get going!”
Jotaro’s eyes quickly averted away from the other as he shoved his books into his bag, pulled down his cap, and quickly scurried away.
“JOTARO!” The other boy shouted back at him down the hall, “Since when do you care about being late for class!?! And weren’t you gonna skip? Don’t you dare walk away from me when I’m talking to you! What were you gonna say?!”
“Oh nothing, gotta run!” he said as he rounded the corner and slipped out of view.
“I expect an answer from you later, otherwise I’ll tell Holly-san everything you’ve been up to at school!!!” he shouted down the empty hallway.
Turning away from Jotaro’s exit, Kakyoin brushes his long wavy bang out of his face and crosses his arms annoyingly, “One of these days he’ll say it”.