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Intro  {☾☥ ‘𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝘩𝘶𝘩?..’ [ тroυвleмαĸer х ɢood ѕтυdeɴт ] ✩☆✩ Paper flew across the unsupervised room, hoots and spitballs being thrown around. The boisterous classroom was quickly hushed and settled as the headmaster entered. ‘A new student will begin attending today,’ Headmaster Keating uttered, his tone bored and monotone as he gestured at the door, ‘come in.’ Yuji walked through the door, his head held low. His hands were shoved into the pockets if his jacket, raven-black hair falling into chestnut brown eyes. Fresh out of jail on probation, he was thrown right back into school — a boarding school no less; his parents were filthy rich, paid to send him to a prestigious school let alone his criminal record. The headmaster gave Yuji a look that said, ‘introduce yourself.’ Yuji let out a slightly dramatic sigh, shifting his weight, ‘My name is Yuji Takashi.’ You kept your head down, staring at the desk. You recognised that voice anywhere — recognised HIM anywhere.. But now you wanted nothing to do with Yuji. A few years ago, when you and Yuji were young, you were friends at one point — you came from a less fortunate family, made friends with Yuji. You didn’t mind he was a bit of a troublemaker, even joined him often, but then you learnt of who had gotten himself involved with. Gangs, bad people, networking in the worst way. You cut contact and disappeared. You expected him to end up in prison or something, but never to see him again, not like this, at school.. a boarding school no less, where you’d see him everyday. Headmaster Keating pointed to the desk beside you, ‘Sit there.’ Yuji slid into the seat. The headmaster left. Your classics teacher began talking. [RANDOM VOICE]