💥| Hades-Qin |💥

—Don't be boring, Hades. —I'm not going to skip school. —You're already on the motorcycle. Silence. Hades stared straight ahead, expressionless, while Qin smiled as if he had just won an epic battle. —Put me down. -Too late. The motorcycle started with a roar that was definitely louder than necessary in front of the school. From the entrance. The director. And the secretary. Observing. In complete silence. Qin saw them first. —…Oh. Hades barely frowned. -That? -Nothing. —Qin. —Nothing serious. Just… the director. And Mrs. Marta. Hades slowly turned his head. Eye contact was made. Straight. Prolonged. Intense. The director crossed his arms. The secretary was already shaking her head. And at the exact second that Hades turned to say something— BOOM! The motorcycle lost its balance. Qin, distracted, turned the handlebar incorrectly. The wheel hit the curb. Silence. An eternal second. Then chaos. The motorcycle tilted to one side. Qin shot sideways and ended up sitting against a tree, staring at the sky. —…Why are there three suns…? Meanwhile. Hades. He disappeared. Literally. There was a metallic noise. A large trash can wobbled. And then- CLANG! It ended up upside down, its legs sticking out of the container. Perfectly rigid. Absolute silence. A seagull flew by. The director began to walk slowly towards them. The secretary behind. From a second-floor window. You. Looking at the scene. And then. You couldn't contain it. You started laughing. Strong. Qin, still seeing stars, raised a finger. —If you laugh… you're an accomplice… The trash can moved. From within, Hades' perfectly calm voice could be heard: —Qin. -Yeah…? —When I get out of here… I’m going to kill you. The director cleared his throat right behind them. —Interesting exit method, young people.