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“Why is college so hard…” Sasara groaned and banged his head against the desk.
“Quit your whining, you wanted to be in this school didn’t you?” Samatoki replied. The two of them were currently in Samatoki's dorm room preparing for finals. Well, Samatoki was trying to study, Sasara was just there to annoy him.
“Boo hoo... yes I did but it’s also so boorring. I thought studying drama and comedy would be fun but it’s just been so disappointing. I am good at comedy and acting, but having to read books about it and talk to boring and annoying people about it? Absolutely not, can’t stand it. Not to mention the general education requirements.”
“Why are your classmates annoying?”
“Because they’re not as funny as me.”
Samatoki chucked one of his notebooks at his head.
“Ow! What was that for? I said note-ing wrong.” Sasara whined, causing Samatoki to toss another book in his direction. Luckily he dodged it this time.
“Get off your high horse, you aren’t even that funny.”
“I beg to differ! I’m hilarious!”
“You’re only good at making shitty puns,” He said, closing his book, once again not able to concentrate since Sasara wouldn't stop annoying him. “If you only like talking to funny people why did you decide to stick with me? I’m not into comedy and I’m not funny at all.”
“That is where you’re wrong Samatoki,” He grinned at his friend. “You’re so fun to be around!”
Samatoki frowned. “The fuck do you mean?”
“You’re interesting. Interesting things happen around you. And interesting things are what make life more fun!”
“When did you start finding me interesting?” He questioned, still puzzled by his friend’s way of thinking.
“Since the moment we first met,” Sasara smiled, reminiscing about the time he and Samatoki first met a year ago…
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“What the hell…” Sasara just wanted to relax in his dorm after his exhausting first day of classes but suddenly got dragged into an all-out paintball war between two dorm buildings. His dorm team was red and the other dorm was blue. The goal and the rules were simple: get as many people out as possible until time runs out. The winner is the team that gets the most people out. The prize? A pizza party for the whole dorm (yes how very original).
“I don’t think I can do this…” He said. He was terrible at aiming and bad at dodging too. There’s no way he was actually going to be of any use in this battle.
“Man up! You won’t know until you try.” A new voice approached him. It was a man with white hair and red eyes. He was dressed up in paintball gear and carried two paintball guns with him. He roughly pushed one into Sasara’s arms, nearly causing him to drop it.
“You didn’t have a gun so I grabbed one for ya.” He walked out into the field where the game had already started.
People were shooting at each other left and right as they both tried to duck and dodge every attack they could.
The other man took aim and hit a shot at someone from the opposing team before ducking and going to another hiding spot. Sasara just followed his lead.
“Are you just going to keep following me around like a lost duck? Why don’t you do something!” The man snapped at him.
He huffed at the sudden outburst. “Why even bother? This is just petty violence.”
The stranger’s eyes gleamed in delight. “Cuz it’s fun.”
This dude is insane… I want to be his friend so bad. Sasara sighed and steadied the gun in his arms, ready to finally put it to use.
“Well if we are going to be on the same team I would love to know your name.”
“Samatoki Aohitsugi. You?”
“Sasara Nurude! Aspiring comedian at your service” He exclaimed, hoisting his gun up and taking aim. “Now let’s paint this place red!”
Samatoki snorted. “Is that your idea of a joke?”
“Don’t worry I’ll bring out the big guns later.” He chuckled.
Samatoki groaned, realizing that he had accidentally befriended an absolutely insufferable person. “What the hell...”
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“That was such a great time wasn’t it?” Sasara sighed thoughtfully.
“We fucking lost dumbass.”
“But it was still fun right?”
Samatoki rolled his eyes. “Yes, but we still lost! And then after that you never left me alone and now we are stuck together.”
He beamed at that remark. “Awww so you do enjoy my company.”
“Tch, I just said we’re stuck, not that I actually enjoy it.” He scowled and looked away.
“Whatever you say,” He jumped out of his chair and stretched. “I’m tired of staying here studying, let's go out and party!”
“You can’t keep coping by going to parties, Sasara. Study for your fucking finals.”
“But parties are so much more fun! Come on l can tell you’re getting burnt out. We need to relax a little.”
“Okay fine,” he grabbed his leather jacket and put it on. “I’m hardly getting any studying done so might as well make sure you don’t get your ass into trouble.”