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Chuuya Nakahara is your average delinquent.
He doesn't follow the dress code, breaks the rules constantly, gets into fights here and there, so its no wonder he got expelled at his last school.
In fact its a miracle any high school would even consider letting him join, luckily his father, the principle of this school was able to pull some strings and let him join under two conditions,
one: he had to make some friends, or maybe even find a girlfriend.
two: he couldn't get into any fights for the remainder of the school year.
Of course chuuya had been hesitant to accept at first, because never mind even finding a girlfriend why would he want friends!?
But unfortunately despite what you would think Chuuya actually cares about his grades.
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blip blip blip, bli- crash
Chuuya violently shot his alarm clock across the room and it landed with a crash somewhere by his dresser.
He sighed and his hand came up to thread through his ginger hair.
What time was it?
Thank god his alarm wasn't set on his phone otherwise it'd have shattered into into itty bitty pieces across his bedroom.
He turns on his phone looking at the time and- HOLY FUCKING SHITBALLS ITS 7:26 AM HE SHOULD'VE WOKEN UP 30 MINUTES AGO!!!!
HIS DAD WAS SUPPOSED TO DROP HIM OFF AT 7:45.
he aggressively yanks on the school uniform and- oops he forgot the tie, actually who the fuck cares- and made his way down to the kitchen to be met with his little little sister, elise gobbling down on what looked like a bowl of corn flakes and his father, mori scrolling through the news.
"DAD-" he practically yells it out loud enough for the whole neighborhood to hear, in fact a few magpies flap away from his backyard with a 'caw! caw! caw!' as if on cue. "WHY DIDN'T YOU WAKE ME UP!?"
"Well you just looked so peaceful in your sleep and i thought well a boy in high school should be able to wake himself up by now!" Mori answers him, surprisingly calmly. "Just look at your sister 6 years younger than you and managing so much better! right Elise?" Mori coed at Elise.
Elise smirks at chuuya and nods.
Chuuya was this close to tricking his family into disowning him- Just who did these assholes think they were?!
Mori sits up from his chair.
"well, chuuya we should get going, Elise you can handle yourself, right?"
Elise nods and goes back to indulging herself with the bowl of cereal.
"yeah, no shit Sherlock" chuuya snarls under his breath as they make their way to the driveway.
"language" his father corrects him, taking a seat in the drivers seat and handing him a map of the school. "You go ask the student council for a tour, im too busy to do it in the morning"
Chuuya grumbles out something incoherent, taking a seat in shotgun and slamming the door shut, and snatching the map straight out of Mori's hand.
by the time they make it to the Chuuyas new school- st Florence's high school- it read out on a big sign with a drawing of the sun grinning, Chuuya immediately knew he'd hate it here.
Unlike how it is in the movies Mori doesn't blow him a kiss with a 'have a nice day at school, son!' he parks the car and walks straight into the office, he is the principle here after all. How embarrassing.
He makes his way down the hall pushing and shoving past the crowd.
Why is it so damn cramped in here!?!? did they build this on a budget or anything!?
when he finally makes it to the student council room he accidentally rams into a guy and pins him to the floor.
god, he knew he'd hate it here.
he immediately stands up not bothering to offer to help the other boy, who somehow seems completely unbothered, in fact he seems to be grinning.
"Ah~ you must be the new student, chuuya right? I'm osamu dazai, Nice to meet you~" he extends his hand out for a handshake.
Chuuya doesn't take it, just frowns down at it.
"yeah, who the fuck are you?" He snarls
"I told you, I'm osamu da-" The taller boy extended his hand again.
"I wasn't asking for your damn name bastard" chuuya swats away his hand. "and im not interested in shaking your filthy hand..."
Dazai blinks a few times at him before a slow smile forms on his lips.
The hell!? No one ever reacted like that towards him? they either argued back or ran away all scared and whiny.
What was with this guy!?!?
Actually now that he thought about it he was pretty damn weird. His neck and wrists seemed to be wrapped in bandages, he had a tall, slim figure and had messy brown hair, he was carrying a small box with one arm, a project maybe?
"I'm the student council president." he finally answers chuuya. He adds something else from under his breath but chuuya doesnt make out what it is.
Chuuya is absolutely stunned at this. THIS GUY??? THE STUDENT COUNCIL PRESIDENT??
"what-!?"
"I said im the student counci-"
"I heard you, I just don't know why they would have someone like you on the student council!"
Chuuya snaps back.
Dazai however seems completely unaffected in fact he lets out a chuckle.
"You'll see~"
chuuya's left eye twitches uncontrollably, seriously what was with this guy....
His eye flicks down to the box dazai's holding for a moment before he opens his mouth again.
"Your supposed to have my schedule and classes written down somewhere."
Dazai somehow pulls a paper out of literally now where.
"oh yeah, here you go!" he hands it over to chuuya.
Chuuya squints down at the almost incoherent handwriting.
Seriously how did this idiot become the student council president?!
"oh~ would you look at that chuuya we're in the same class~!" dazai exclaims as if he's expecting this and chuuya can only groan, this guys seriously going to be a thorn in his side....
"let's walk to class together, chuuya!" Dazai says.
Chuuya punches him in the stomach, but not hard enough to hurt.
"oh~? violence already~? this story's progressing faster than i thought! why don't you make it up with a kiss~?" he teases.
IS THIS GUY INSANE OR WHAT???
chuuya is seriously debating beating this guy up right here and now, unfortunately he made a promise not to lay a hand on another student for the rest of the school year.
Next year he'll beat this guy to a pulp....
"Your such a fucking dick I swear to god, if you don't fuck off...!" Chuuya snarls, seriously debating breaking his promise and beating this guy up right here and now, instead he storms out the room and dashes off to his next class.
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when he finally finds his way to his first class.
dazai is already there talking to the teacher, something about the seating plan, he tries to sneak past them and find an empty seat.
however dazai spots him and waves at him.
"heyyy~ chuuya~ come introduce yourself to the teacher!"
the teacher seems delighted to have finally met the ginger.
"you must be chuuya!" she exclaims.
Chuuya nods politely.
"Class!!" she exclaims grabbing the attention of the chattering kids.
"This is chuuya nakahara!" she smiles. "he'll be joining us from now on, be nice with him please!"
"you two boys can go sit there!" she points at two empty seats on of them by the window like the typical anime MC, the other one right next to it.
Dazai happily takes his seat, chuuya drags himself there practically emitting dread. What were the chances they'd also have to sit next to each other?! did dazai ask the teacher to put them together or something!?
Dazai immediately opens a book with....two guys kissing on the cover and get this, he even smiles at whatever panel hes reading and lets out a soft little 'heh~'
He's not at all paying attention to the lesson!!! how is the teacher even okay with this!?!?
When she asks him a question he answers it correctly first try!! It'd take chuuya at least two or three tries and this guy did it in one and he's not even paying attention!!
HOW ON EARTH DID THIS FREAK EVEN MAKE IT INTO THE STUDENT COUNCIL LET ALONE THE PRESIDENT!?!?!??!
This school year might be one of Chuuya's worst all cuz of this guy....