Tsubasa Narime's Story

One day, It was sunny...... and then the students came for the next 4 years

Tsubasa, clutching his bags to his chest, walked into the school. He looked around the building at at some of the students that had already accumulated trying to figure out what to do with them.

The skinny male made his way into his classroom and sat in one of the front desks. Knowing that more people liked the back, but there was the problem of people staring at him. Tsu got up and moved into the way back, but now he had to face the fact that he'd be sitting with a bunch of other people. So maybe it wasn't that bad in the front.

He changed his seat yet again. But he always faced the same problem. About every other minute, Tsu would get up and change his seat around the room.

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A young, short girl walked into the front doors of the school. She glanced around and decided that she did not like this place. The only thing she liked about it was that it was full of crazy people like her. So, now she won't feel so left out. She had no idea though if the people here were nice or all...Narcissists.

Yes, Narcissists. Kyoki just learnt what that word meant awhile ago but she has a very strong liking to the word. When she says it, she actually sounds smart. Narcissists. Narcissists. Narcissists.

Kyoki made her way to a classroom she thought was hers. The people she asked to help her out guided her to this certain classroon. So it has to be it. So, she slowly opened the door to find a boy, maybe around her age, walking around the classroom and sitting down in different desks every minute. She furrowed her eyebrow in confusion and quietly made her way in the classroom. She walked slowly up to the front and placed her bag under her desk and took out a black marker from her bag. She took the lid off and began drawing tiny stickmen on her desk. Just a way to entertain herself for now.

Tsubasa stopped changing seats momentarily to look over at the girl who sat down. She seemed to be the first to sit down, while many others just kinda watched him chose a seat.

Calculating where the girl sat, he chose the seat that was exactly opposite of her. Feeling content with his final seating choice, Tsu pulled out a small electronic car that had stop working awhile ago. He tinkered with the small device contently as other proplr started to fill in.

Nate walks In to see a girl, and a boy, both older then him. His eyes shifted as he sat down in the final row, In his mind he and the "skull kid" mind, or the other brain, both talked. "Nate! Others! Just think of how they can die!" said the Skull mind. "Why would I want to kill them? I dont even know them. Plus I dont wanna get killed as well!"

Tsu looked up at a redheaded boy who entered the room. He looked like he was starting to flip out. Not liking this one bit, he took his miniature screwdriver that he was using to fix the small electric car, and flung it at the redhead. Tsu was instantly disappointed when the screwdriver only impaled into the side of the wall right next to the male's head.

"Damn... Lost my screwdriver..." Tsu muttered to himself.

A feeling was growing in his mind, one he knew was true. He was being ignored.
"Speak to them..."
"...what if they don't speak back..."
"...what if they kill you...."
Everett walks into the room slowly, watching the others. He stands at the furthest point away from them.
"Hello..."
"....Hi..."
"...Hey..."
"...Howdy..."
He stands and braces himself for the unexpected.

Arisato stood in the front of the room near the board by the corner to the classroom, with a blank look on his face. Him seeming as if he was made of marble, no movement coming from any point of his body, you may think he has stopped breathing. His arms crossed over his chest, hands on each elbow. You'd think he was dead...was he?