my first class already started but i couldn't care less
i didn't like the teacher so i took my time going to school
initially i had planned to skip completely but i was in a pretty good mood so i changed my mind
the freshly opened bakery on my way was where i stopped by to eat a pretty extensive breakfast
even though me and my family were more on the poor side i always ate outside in fancy restaurants, cafes or bakeries like this
to be honest i was quite a brat as you can tell but it was just that i truly didn't care
my personality had always been quite unique if you want to say so and that always made me stand out
what kind of situation i was in never mattered to me
i did whatever i wanted without considering anything or anyone
holding back wasn't an option most of the time
something like authority didn't exist from my point of view
at school i was well known by the students since i loved to mess with other people especially teachers
my senior schoolmates usually enjoyed watching it from the distance but never bothered to come up to me
i often got in trouble with my parents cause i never even considered changing my attitude in any way
at that time i was in no way able to understand people outside of myself
knowing all that none of you would now deny that i was strange
yet everybody would still call me one of the most popular students
"how?", you might ask
well people are superficial
nonetheless it was rather strange that i never hung out with the other popular kids
but to be honest i never hung out with anyone
still i was never alone
if you wanted to have fun during break you would stick to me and follow me around
looking back at it i do get a little mad since that basically made me their own little circus attraction
on a more positive note you could say that the fact that i was weird was my charm
i mean girls weren't averse to everyone's surprise
despite my character i was undeniably handsome and attractive
those who know me a little better also know that i did know that i had a few skills worth mentioning
i was majorly seen as a funny, rebellious and unpredictable guy - quite a cliche role
with my hot black coffee on the right and my phone on the left hand i slowly walked to school
my goal was to arrive before lunch break starts and since the first lesson wasn't even over i seemed to be doing well
quietly humming to the song i heard with my earphones on i scrolled trough instagram
a lot of classmates and other students from school followed me but i didn't follow them back and instead only followed some dancers, cover singers, artists and photographers
since everybody knows me at school there were a few bullies who would spam my dms with threats
i wasn't intimidated by them but it did leave a bitter taste on the tongue
sometimes those kind of dms made me a little anxious to talk to someone individually
the mass was always a much easier audience to me
it doesn't have a face and it doesn't dare to talk back
suddenly a hot liquid was spilled all over my shirt
my sensitive skin was burning yet i bit back the pain as much as possible
i was mad, very mad and someone obviously needed to get some sense punched into their head
the wound was secondary
》are you blind or something? apologize, midget!《,
a man commanded
one look was enough to notice his striking beauty yet it did nothing to soothe my anger
》if anyone's blind it's gotta be you! better beg for forgiveness or i'm gonna sue your little bitch ass《,
i hissed at him equally pissed
》sue me, huh? well listen up you fuckin-《,
he starts to swear at me but a slim guy who stood right next to him just dragged him away
i couldn't see his face but i assumed that he also had an equally shitty personality cause well equals attract right?
》we don't have time to deal with shit like this《,
he said quietly but loud enough for me to hear
strictness was clearly audible in that guys pretty voice
》and what about my coffee?《,
i yelled while running after them
the inhumanly handsome dude turned around
》i don't care, that's your problem, smol《,
he smiled a gorgeous smile full of gloating at me, shrugged and turned his back on me again
i know a cup of coffee is not everything but i honestly don't give a flying fuck
he destroyed my property and says he doesn't care
he should fucking care
it might not be his problem right now but i can change that
without thinking much about it i grabbed a broken pipe that was lying next to some trash cans and ran towards those guys once again
i tapped on that good looking guys shoulder whereupon he turned around and before he could do anything the pipe crashed down on his face
just listening to it would make anyone wince in pain
some bones were cracked for sure
even now with his nose being a bloody mess he was just stunning to look at
just like a fresh piece of art
i noticed him glaring at me from the ground
if his gaze could kill i would've been dead by now but fortunately he can't do shit just by staring at me so i don't care
》you fucked up, smol《,
he said visibly angry again
he stood up slowly with the other guys help which gave me a chance to catch a glimpse at his side profile
both walked away as they had intended to do in the first place but not without giving me death glares
i watched them disappear in the distance and mass
》weirdos《
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guns&books | johnten
Fanfictionin which ten accidently gets in trouble with the local mafia gang
