rin okumura.
casually the son of satan.
sophmore. boys dorm M-1.

affiliated with string of fate.
for you mean everything, to me.
8
— 04. return.

itsnotacatitsapig:

“Yeah, don’t worry about it.” Under his breath he whispered ‘I’m used to it…’ and hopefully the ebony wouldn’t have noticed it. After Neku had finished picking up Rin’s belongings, he handed them to him, astonishingly nice despite the look he gave.

Neku could have said the same about Rin, he didn’t take too long to inspect the other male, but his sharp teeth and ears were pretty definable traits. The tail was a plus. His image already had been burned into his head, given how easily Neku could remember things.

After the large textbook was handed to Rin, it was then that he noticed that it was the same one of the few that Neku carried around; geometry. “I haven’t seen you in class before.” A bit vague, but he was referring to that specific arithmetic class. Though the ginger couldn’t really blame him for skipping or anything, most things relating to math weren’t his favorite either. Though not completely intending to, he continued to stare with a slight intimidating expression and stoic gaze.

[ Taking the book into his hands, the demon tried to remain neutral, not exactly sure how to respond to that intimidating look. He chose to stare at the book itself, the pages being dog eared and the cover worn. The reason he probably hadn’t gotten one of the newer books was because he never really…showed up…

A more surprised look took his face as the other spoke to him, then a sheepish, embarrassed smile scrawling over his face. He didn’t think people would notice if they never saw him around…! Rin guessed he was pretty darn noticeable, but he could always lie and say that he had just arrived here. But, lying was not really the thing to do if he wanted to have a good reputation. ]

W-Well…

To be honest, I don’t really like school…

[ It was the truth!!! Rin really didn’t like school, he didn’t like people marching around and telling him what to do—he didn’t like it one bit. It was safe to say that he wasn’t very bright, so he didn’t catch on quite as fast as the other students. Of course, the demon excelled at the hands-on learning, but learning from a book was simply impossible for the teen, it seemed. ]

In fact, this is the first time I’ve been back at a normal school since I dropped out.

[ “Normal” school. The True Cross Academy had been great for him, since a lot of it was physical learning, and he spent 70% of his day outside a seat. At least, as of late, that was how it had been. He’d dropped out of middle school because he didn’t exactly get along with the other students. It wasn’t like he got bullied or anything—no, it was him bullying the other bullies. He couldn’t stand people that would pick on others, so he was only giving them a taste of their own medicine…! Honestly. ]

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