𑊐 ⁰⁷ ᩧᰰ 𝗢𝗌𝖺𝗆𝗎 𝖬𝗂𝗒𝖺 ..!

Your family moved to a new neighborhood, new neighbors, new academy, boring.

You weren't very excited about meeting new people, you left many friends behind, even your partner, it was like starting from scratch and that bothered you a lot.

The new Academy's uniform was awful, in your opinion. Upon arriving at the classroom, second division, the teacher introduced you, and then you sat next to a boy with gray-dyed hair and a serious expression—it didn't matter.

— “It looks like you want to rip someone’s head off.”

A voice came from your side, and when you turned to see who was speaking, you met those screaming eyes.

— “I’m Osamu, nice to meet you.”

He added, sensing the tension of the moment, you remained silent, hesitating between answering him or simply ignoring his introduction.