Snippet #2469654

Doing his daily morning rutine about the house, getting ready for school, he headed out early like he does every morning, leaving a note on the table, wishing everyone good moring and leaving their breakfast there. You could hear the souls of his shoes taping along the gravel and sidewalks, even the sound of his bag chain rattled a little. He always did walk slowly, with calm and ease. His head held high, but his eyes looking down, this for him was what he called proper walking. Always dressing nicely, even pinning the side of his hair up so that not all of his face was hidden.

Instead of walking inside the school gates, he stopped and leaned up against it. Playing with his earing out of habit while using his phone to text Natsu. 'Nastu, where are you? Did you wake up? Please don't be late.' Nastu was his childhood friend, when they were younger Nastu was being bullied and got called a girl, Yoshino ended up being the only one to fight back for him. That was along time ago though, now it seems Natsu has grown up and became alot stronger and more handsome, less like a girl and more like a prince. Yoshino still takes care of him though. It's like a parent and child relationship for the two.

"He's still a big baby." Mumbling, putting his phone away he looked over at the school tilting his head. Another school year already. He made it this year.

Exhaling he finally took his first steps inside the school grounds. Each day it seems like it has become harder and harder for him to do this. People have always made him a bit shy, sometimes he'd never know what to say. So he handles it by being quiet. He put away his things things and only took the books he'd need and after switching is shoes he started to head to class, with his books hugged to his chest. And walked passed people, dodging them so they wouldn't touch him, it was out of habit, a reflex he doesn't recognize that he does.

Mr. Hikaru Akiyama seemed to be this years History teacher, to Yoshino this was a bit weird to see. He was so use to seeing hi be his swim teacher, that actually seeing him in school was kind of odd.

"Yoshi! Hey, looks like we would be seeing each other more often. Do join the swim team this year, we'd be needing your talent." The man was loud and had a deep voice, but to Yoshino it was kind of refreshing in an odd way.

"Sensei, please treat me will this year too." Yoshino closed his eyes, bowing just his head only a little bit.

"Sure sure, will do! That's good news." He patter Yoshino's head and started to talk to other classmates.

Yoshino exhaled in relief that the teacher walked off. He wouldn't know what else to say to the man. Looking down he slowly took his seat in the middle row near the window.