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That's another chunk of money off their debt. This time, however, Shouyou made sure to speak with the debt collectors in person to assure his mother wouldn't receive any notifications.
It was finally warming up some and the cherry blossoms seemed to be budding thanks to all the rain they received this past week.
Shouyou liked cherry blossoms, and he had a nice night, dancing away in his room with the dim view of the trees in his window. He was feeling pretty good as long as his mind was kept busy.
He made it to the school and scanned his card to open the gate. He had a long day ahead of him, but something told him it was all gonna be okay. For today, at least.
And right he was because his first class was art, but his teacher was missing. He expected it to be a free period, but another teacher he didn't recognize came in in a hurry.
"Alright, you guys will be joining the singing department for this class while your professor is out! Come on! Come on! Up and at 'em!"
She was cheery and had a kind aura around her. Shouyou quickly stood to follow his classmates out of the door with a small smile, but his hand was grabbed.
"Let's just skip this class period, Shouyou." It was Osamu. Shouyou refused to look back at him and yanked his hand away. "No way," he growled viciously, making the younger twin's eyes widen.
His small body scurried out of the room to follow their group, leaving the baffled twins to stare at where he once was. "That thing Bokuto said in the chat... Do ya think Shouyou knows what we're..?"
"No, there's no way he'd figure it out," Osamu replied, grabbing his bag and heading for the other classroom.
When Shouyou entered the room, he took note that it was a lot larger than the one they were originally residing in. It had a high ceiling and was the size of two classrooms with hardly any desks.
People were laughing, singing, dancing, it was such a refreshing place to be. As he looked around in awe, someone approached him with a large grin and tossed their arm over his shoulders.
She was tall, her hair short and a faded temporary tattoo stamped on her right cheek. A black tanktop covering her upper body and paint-stained jeans hugging her legs.
Dirty Converses were on her feet, and the outlines of them perfectly matched her flamboyantly dyed blue and purple faded hair.
"You're really Shouyou! Uwah~! I've been wanting to meet you for forever! My name's Harmony, but you can call me Harp! Okay, come here! I gotta show you something!"
Shouyou could only sputter as he was dragged across the room and to a DJ set up, a microphone, and a desk.
