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The bell echoed throughout the school as students adjusted themselves from their seats. Chatter almost immediately began to gather up inside class 1-1, everyone grabbing their lunch boxes and moving around.
The masked boy sighed softly, standing up to stretch from his seat. Class had been more difficult than usual for him today; he could barely focus on the teacher’s instructions, his responses being more delayed than the other students. He just assumed that his mind was more infatuated with protecting the class goddess, Komi. After all, she was top priority most of the time; she was like an angel sent to bless everyone; she should at least be treated as such.
Shinobino leaned himself against the chalkboard and tilted his head down. It helped with the major headache he had at the moment, and also played into his ninja persona; it was a two-in-one! The pain knocking inside of his head only seemed to grow with the overwhelming sounds of the classroom; it made his head feel somewhat fuzzy. He couldn’t process anything going on in front of him; the noises were bundled together into a ball of overstimulating noises. Shinobino’s legs quivered as he secretly scanned the room.
Najimi had pushed three desks together to play games with everyone. The only thing the masked boy could seem to notice behind his foggy headspace was his two best friends sitting at the desks; Sonoda and Shigeo. If it was even possible, seeing the boys made Shinobino’s head even fuzzier.
“What’s… going on with me today?” he thought to himself. The last time he remembered feeling like this is when he pulled an all-nighter with his friends playing video games. Could it be the lack of sleep that was causing this? Why did it only seem to come on when he was around the two others? All of the random questions popping inside the boy’s head were making him more worked up than he already was. Shinobino vigorously shook his head, his legs continuing to shake absentmindedly.
Approaching footsteps quickly snapped the masked boy out of his thoughts. He looked up to see Shigeo smiling brightly, making Shinobino’s heart pace.
“Hey, dude! We’re playing Gyuutan, wanna join us?” The ginger-headed boy proposed. The ninja reluctantly nodded and cautiously stepped forwards, like a baby taking its first steps. Shigeo chuckled, “What? Do you need me to hold your hand for you?” he teased, getting himself all giddy with his own joke. However, Shinobino didn’t take any second chances and latched onto the boy’s arm, resulting in Shigeo ultimately shutting up. He looked down at the shorter boy; he was way too far gone to comprehend the other’s surprise. The fuzz that clouded Shinobino’s head caused him to slip. Shigeo smiled,
“Hehe, you know.. you could’ve just told me you wanted to be held, bud.” Shigeo patted the boy’s back in response, Shinobino humming in contentment.
“HEY! ARE YOU GUYS PLAYING OR NOT?? WE’LL START WITHOUT YOU!!” Najimi exclaimed while kneeling on one of the desks. Shigeo snapped his direction back to the group impatiently waiting and immediately proceeded to pick up the boy into his arms.
“Yeah, we’re coming!” the ginger-headed boy announced. The group seeing him picking up Shinobino brought up some amusement in almost an instant, “HAHAHAH- Did he wanna not play that bad??” Najimi blurted, wiping a metaphorical tear off their eye. Shigeo sat back in his seat next to Sonoda holding the ninja. While Najimi blabbered on about the rules, Sonoda leaned his head down to the masked boy,
“You still wanna play, right bro?” he whispered. It took a bit for Shinobino’s brain to catch up on what the boy had said, but when he finally comprehended those words, he got all excited, kicking his feet. Shigeo smiled with pride “I’ll take that as a yes!”