《Different》Chapter 7 - School
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Soro placed his laptop down and stared at the screen.
["I wonder what that guy was about to say"]
He then yawned as he stretched his arms.
["Eh, whatever I'm too tired to try find out"]
Soro closed his computer and placed it on his desk, he then got on to his bed and closed his eyes only to regret it soon after the nightmare that awaited him in his sleep. He began to see his friends, family and loved ones in a pitch black room, the room began to get darker, they then turned around from him and started to walk away, he reached his hand out and tried to call for them but not even he could hear his own voice, shortly he woke up in shock. He grabbed his cheek and gently pinched it.
["Ah it was a dream, what a relief"]
He then began to feel a burning sensation on his right eye as if acid had been splashed on it, he screamed in pain as he rushed off to the bathroom and got in right before Takimi was about to enter, Takimi started banging on the door.
"HEY! WHAT THE HELL I WAS GOING FIRST"
"Uh...give me a minute...AGHH!"
Takimi began to become worried after hearing him scream.
"What was that just now, are you okay in there ?"
"....I'm fine j-j-just one moment"
"Soro if your injuries are getting worse just tell me"
"I'm okay Takimi, I promise"
Soro looked at the mirror to try see why his right eye was hurting so much but the eye pad dressing was covering it, he removed it to try get a closer look at his eye, there was something mysterious about it, his right eye had turned completely light blue and was glowing like a lamp, it had a white mark covering the center like some sort of symbol.
"Huh, am I seeing this correctly"
He rubbed his eyes and smacked both of his cheeks then looked at the mirror again but his right eye remained the same.
"HUH!?!?!"
Takimi began to bang on the door again out of curiosity.
"Whats the matter, did something happen !?"
"No! it's nothing I promise"
"Jeez why don't you just tell me so I can help you, I'm gonna go eat breakfast, tell me when you're done"
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"Alright I will"
Soro placed his hand underneath his right eye as he continued to look at it through his reflection.
["What the hell is up with my eye, I can't go to school like this they will notice it glowing"]
He then began rapidly blinking his eyes in attempt to turn his right eye back to normal, after a short while it stopped glowing as the white mark started vanishing, and the burning could no longer be felt however the blue color still remained.
["This will have to do for now, I'm going to be late if I do not hurry up"]
He placed his eye pad dressing back on to cover up his eye then came out of the bathroom and made his way to the kitchen.
"Takimi, i'm done"
"Finally, I could of sworn you took like half an hour"
"Yea sure...anyways i'm gonna head to school early, got some friends I need to catch up with since it's been a week and all"
"Alright, i'll lock up on my way out"
Soro walked out of the apartment and made his way to his high school. Upon arrival he caught a glance of someone with a female figure and the school uniform running towards him, he squinted his eyes and noticed it was a girl with bright pink hair the color of a cherry blossom tree.
["No way, could it be..."]
The girl opened her mouth as she yelled out with a tone of relief mixed with some anger.
"SORO!!!"
There was no mistake, the girl running towards him was no other than Akame Cheiko. Soro raised his arm and began to wave it around.
"Hey how have you b-"
She leaped towards him and hugged him tightly before he could finish his sentence, she began to grip onto him tighter as she spoke with a sad tone as if she was about to cry.
"I can't believe you Soro! I told you to not go running off on your own, you could of died or even worse!"
"Uh Akame..."
"I have been worried sick thinking you wasn't ever wake up from your coma, Yugo said you would be fine, but I couldn't help think your condition was worse than it looked!"
"Akam..."
"You never listen to me Soro! you're always so reckless"
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Soro's voice began to become quieter every time he spoke
"Ak..ame..."
"Huh what is it"
"I....c-c-can't breathe...."
"Oh shoot! sorry"
She let go of him as he gasped for air with a dramatic expression on his face.
"Jeez Akame, are you trying to put me on a coma again or something ?"
"Haha, I guess I got overreacted a little"
Soro looked at her with a confused face
"You don't say"
"Alright! let's head to class Yugo is probably dying to see you"
"Heh, him ? no way"
"I know he may not show it but he really does worry for you sometimes"
"Sure, whatever"
Both of them walked into the school and entered the classroom only to find the rest of the students causing complete havoc. One was holding a ton of pencils and rubbers in the air without actually touching it, another was smiling as he was igniting a small flame from his finger while others watched him, there was even a boy who had one large horn sticking out of his head like a devil of sorts. A man stepped out of the havoc and met eyes with Soro, it was Yugo. Both of them reached their hands out and smacked them across each other like a high five, Yugo smiled.
"So you're alive huh"
"Yep, it wasn't my time just yet, hehe"
"Heh that's good to hear, so how have you been coping"
"The usual, nothing new"
"Alright, we can talk more after class I've got to finish off some work, ignore these showoffs by the way, they are just seeking attention because of their ability.
"Right, I had nearly forgotten about those until I walked in here, so some of the students have them too huh ?"
"Yea pretty much, it's turned our school to a complete disaster though, everyone who got hit by a revolt arrow is now the center of attention, even though most of their half-assed abilities are only capable of doing small things such as moving a pencil to their hand without touching it."
"What about you Yugo ?"
"Hmm, what about me ?"
"Did you not get a half-assed power is well"
"Fortunately I did not, anyways I'm off"
Yugo walked off passed the crowd and sat down on his desk, he began writing on his book as he usually would. Soro began to experience a familiar feeling on his lower body.
["Ah crap, I forgot to pee before leaving home"]
He turned around and began to walk out of class, Akame called out to him.
"Soro, where are you going class is about to start ?"
"I need to take a piss"
"Oh alright then"
Soro made his way down the corridor and turned on a corner only to bump into a large man wearing the school uniform walking the opposite direction, Soro fell over and got back up shortly after.
"Hey man what the hell"
He raised his head to see the face of the man, it looked somewhat familiar but he couldn't recall exactly who it was, the man smiled aggressively as he cracked his knuckles.
"Soro Matako, it's been a while"
"Nani ? who the f*ck are you ?"
The man started tilting his neck around as if he was getting warmed up. He then tensed both of his arms, the outline of his large muscles started appearing from his shirt.
"You really don't remember huh ? maybe this will help"
He raised his arm and pointed at a scratch on his nose, Soro then realized exactly who it was, there was no doubt, it was the student he had hit with his bag when coming to school on the day of the strange rainfall, but somehow he looked different, it was as if he had grown taller and his muscles had gotten larger, but how could this be possible in just a week ?
"Woah! you're that guy who was in my way of getting to school last week, listen man sorry about your nose"
"Nah, sorry ain't gonna cut it kid, you wanna know a little something ? I got hit by a revolt arrow and my ability allows me to use around 80% of my strength, the normal human body is somewhere around 40 to 50 so i'm pretty much the strongest guy around here right now hehe"
Soro looked at him with a smug look on his face.
"Really, 80% ? not even 100 ?, that's honestly pretty sh*t my dude"
The student became enraged as he clenched his hands into fists
"NOW YOU'VE DONE IT, I'M GONNA BREAK YOUR FACE IN TWO"
"Ah crap"
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