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"Yasushi! Hurry up! The bus is coming soon!" Calls out Yasushis mom, finishing up cooking breakfast.
"Coming, mom!" Calls out Yasushi from upstairs, putting on his shoes then running down to eat breakfast.
Yasushi hurridly sits down, stuffing a few pancakes into his mouth before grabbing his backpack and running out the door to try and catch the bus.
Once Yasushi thankfully caught the bus, (he almost missed it) he took a seat next to a somewhat lanky kid with black and blond hair.
Yasushi looks at the kid, who appears to be too busy listening to music.
"Hey," Yasushi says, trying to start some small talk.
Though, it seems the kid has more important things to do than small talk, and just looks away from Yasushi, blatantly ignoring him; which makes Yasushi feel a little offended, if he was being honest.
Yasushi pokes at Hanma's side, trying to grab his attention.
"The hell do you want?" Hanma half yells, quite obviously annoyed and not appreciating the random poke that disturbed his music.
"What's your damage? It's just a poke." Yasushi says, clearly not expecting that reaction from the kid.
"Well, don't go poking around at people! Has no one taught you manners?" Hanma says, swatting away Yasushi's hand.
"Damn, whatever I guess." Replies Yasushi, rolling his eyes, then crossing his arms.
For the rest of the bus ride, Hanma and Yasushi sat next to eachother, not talking to eachother, having awkward silence between the both of them, filled by the chatter of the other students on the bus.