Aaron Audrey
H E X C O D E S
Dialogue Color | Sienna| #A0522D
Thought Color | Light Blue| #8FD8D8
F A C E C L A I M
Joseph Joestar
P O R T R A Y E D B Y
FamishedPants
H E X C O D E S
Dialogue Color | Sienna| #A0522D
Thought Color | Light Blue| #8FD8D8
F A C E C L A I M
Joseph Joestar
P O R T R A Y E D B Y
FamishedPants
Most people would not believe it, but there really was something that even Aaron, the thug, trembled in fear of. It was not some huge monster in his dreams, it was not being held at gun or, more likely in Japan, knifepoint. It wasn't being caught by the police after doing something illegal, and it wasn't dying. No, even worse than all of those was... the finals. Even being held up could not compare to the sheer amount of fear Aaron felt when thinking of these tests. They would decide his very fate, and whether or not he would pass on and leave this academy. The most frightening thing to him, however, was how helpless he felt. Fists couldn't solve questions, no matter how hard you punch. What, then, could Aaron do? His intellect was below average. Worse was that he was originally in America, so some of his earlier history classes and the sort were irrelevant now. It just made things worse than they already were, and he really wished he didn't have to put up with this kind of shit.
But he felt like in this regard, he wasn't entirely alone. He didn't find himself isolated in the classroom, after all. There were a number of people that he had seen before, none of which seemed too happy to be here with him. To name a few, he saw Yoshi as he entered the room, looking like she would prefer being anywhere else, a sentiment he shared with her. Sawamura didn't seem interested in anything but the gameboy in his hands, and Yo seemed about as bored and curious as Aaron himself was. Ren hadn't escaped either, poor girl. Aaron felt not an ounce of pity for the snake in the classroom, Sanada. Maybe if he spent less time dealing out tests and more time studying for them, he wouldn't be here. Aaron kept himself from glaring or otherwise looking more threatening than he already did, as he had no desire to cause any problems with the rest of the student body locked in this hellhole with him. Plus, while he had little in the way of positive feelings for Sandada, it wasn't like he benefited from glaring daggers at him 24/7, either. He had more important things to worry about right now.
The ex-thug leaned back in his chair, resting his legs on top of the desk, his hands behind his head. "A whole hour before we're actually s'posed to take this thing? And Teach isn't even here. How am I s'posed to flunk my finals if I can't even take 'em? Oh, wait, I'm sure that's what the next hour will be spent discuss'n." Aaron thought rather loudly with an even louder sigh. Were anyone bothering to even pay attention, they'd have notice Aaron's face twist in disgust at the very thought. He was clearly unhappy with the test not only because of how important and hard it might be, but because it was a test and those were simply his natural enemy.