We grew up with our elders always telling us how opposites attract and those you detest will become your greatest lover at some point, But who ever believes that? You meet someone you hate and you only want them obliterated. The other may feel the same, then again the other may feel differently. Based on how the other acts, things play out differently, things change and next you know it, your whole world is in disarray. 'What happened? What is this feeling? Why am I nervous?' These questions inevitably consume you.
When Yai had awoken, it was 7:13 am on the 2nd Monday of April. School started at 8:30 but that was never an issue for him as it rarely ever took him longer than 5 minutes to be gone, 8 or 10 if he needed to shower, 15 if he needed to eat on top of everything else. You'd never guess how little effort he put into himself, he always managed to make himself look good. Low Maintenance everyone figured but there was more to it than that for the Boy without a surname.
Many admired The blonde male from afar. He was normally quiet, mature, really strong when he needed to be. He was also a fantastic cook. His list of talents were seemingly infinite, almost like they were programmed into him or something, which wasn't too far off either.
Yai had actually awaken but had only opened his eyes a good minute after. His grey-ish blue iris' stared gently at his white ceiling. He turned his head to his left and looked outside. Shortly after Yai whipped the sheet off of him and stepped off of his couch, yes, He slept on a couch. In fact his apartment was almost completely empty. The tall, slender male made his way to his kitchen. He wore only plain light grey pyjama bottoms and a simple pair of grey boxers. His body was perfectly defined at least to him it was. He sported an 8-pack yet he wasn't so defined one would look at him and say 'Oh yeah he works out often I can tell.' But rather more like a more modest build.
Yai moved groggily to his fridge and opened it. It was completely empty other then a bottle of water and a box of Orange Juice with pulp. Yai opened a cupboard and pulled out the only glass in the spacious cubby. He filled it with Orange Juice and chugged it slowly. Once it was empty he stared at it aimlessly for a few moments before placing it in the sink and washing it. He put it away after drying it and took a quick shower. It wasn't long at all, A bar of Irish Spring soap, a bottle of shampoo and a small bottle of conditioner. That took maybe two minutes for him. Once done he closed the tap and stepped out to dry himself. He dressed himself in a plain school uniform; A white T-Shirt and the school's typical darkened Auburn Pants. Shortly after he stepped out of his home, locked the door and made his way to school.
After a good 10 minute walk, Yai noticed he was already at school, as for him, the minutes felt like seconds—almost as if he was in his own world. Yai walked onto the grounds where shortly after a girl spoke to him. It was a confession but he had her tuned out. Not because He thought he was too good for anyone but it was just pointless. Even if he did gain an interest in anyone, past flirting or teasing, Once they learned his secret well, Things became quiet. Most never believed him anyways, the common belief was he just came up with a ridiculous excuse just so he could shut away a girl's feelings. It was just a sick lie to them. "You dislike me that much...to tell me something so absurd...?" Yai was just tired of hearing that, which was why when he looked into the eyes of the girl before him, he walked away without a single word.
The girl gasped and instantly grabbed his wrist. He stopped yes but was mentally still moving. "Please...Just...hear me out..."
Yai gently pulled his hand away and kept walking. He stopped. "Trust me...I'm not worth it—" The girl shook her head hard and interrupted. "No! Senpai is worth it! I wish to be the girl he likes!" Yai looked back and smiled. "Then you got it all wrong." He said before walking off. The girl stared wide-eyed—utterly baffled as he left.
That was Pretty much Yai's day in a nutshell.
(I decided to focus only on Yai for now, I might do better this way
)
When Yai had awoken, it was 7:13 am on the 2nd Monday of April. School started at 8:30 but that was never an issue for him as it rarely ever took him longer than 5 minutes to be gone, 8 or 10 if he needed to shower, 15 if he needed to eat on top of everything else. You'd never guess how little effort he put into himself, he always managed to make himself look good. Low Maintenance everyone figured but there was more to it than that for the Boy without a surname.
Many admired The blonde male from afar. He was normally quiet, mature, really strong when he needed to be. He was also a fantastic cook. His list of talents were seemingly infinite, almost like they were programmed into him or something, which wasn't too far off either.
Yai had actually awaken but had only opened his eyes a good minute after. His grey-ish blue iris' stared gently at his white ceiling. He turned his head to his left and looked outside. Shortly after Yai whipped the sheet off of him and stepped off of his couch, yes, He slept on a couch. In fact his apartment was almost completely empty. The tall, slender male made his way to his kitchen. He wore only plain light grey pyjama bottoms and a simple pair of grey boxers. His body was perfectly defined at least to him it was. He sported an 8-pack yet he wasn't so defined one would look at him and say 'Oh yeah he works out often I can tell.' But rather more like a more modest build.
Yai moved groggily to his fridge and opened it. It was completely empty other then a bottle of water and a box of Orange Juice with pulp. Yai opened a cupboard and pulled out the only glass in the spacious cubby. He filled it with Orange Juice and chugged it slowly. Once it was empty he stared at it aimlessly for a few moments before placing it in the sink and washing it. He put it away after drying it and took a quick shower. It wasn't long at all, A bar of Irish Spring soap, a bottle of shampoo and a small bottle of conditioner. That took maybe two minutes for him. Once done he closed the tap and stepped out to dry himself. He dressed himself in a plain school uniform; A white T-Shirt and the school's typical darkened Auburn Pants. Shortly after he stepped out of his home, locked the door and made his way to school.
After a good 10 minute walk, Yai noticed he was already at school, as for him, the minutes felt like seconds—almost as if he was in his own world. Yai walked onto the grounds where shortly after a girl spoke to him. It was a confession but he had her tuned out. Not because He thought he was too good for anyone but it was just pointless. Even if he did gain an interest in anyone, past flirting or teasing, Once they learned his secret well, Things became quiet. Most never believed him anyways, the common belief was he just came up with a ridiculous excuse just so he could shut away a girl's feelings. It was just a sick lie to them. "You dislike me that much...to tell me something so absurd...?" Yai was just tired of hearing that, which was why when he looked into the eyes of the girl before him, he walked away without a single word.
The girl gasped and instantly grabbed his wrist. He stopped yes but was mentally still moving. "Please...Just...hear me out..."
Yai gently pulled his hand away and kept walking. He stopped. "Trust me...I'm not worth it—" The girl shook her head hard and interrupted. "No! Senpai is worth it! I wish to be the girl he likes!" Yai looked back and smiled. "Then you got it all wrong." He said before walking off. The girl stared wide-eyed—utterly baffled as he left.
That was Pretty much Yai's day in a nutshell.
(I decided to focus only on Yai for now, I might do better this way
)
