Chapter 1: Careless Dreaming

“B***h!” The fist entered his stomach at a massive rate of speed �" nothing like Kojima had felt before. He was pushed up against a wall, staring down the faces of three other boys as he did, all of them poised to destroy his body with their fists. Messages flicked through his head, he was wondering just what he'd done to deserve this, and was getting nothing in return.

But despite his silent protests, the punches continued, and he slowly felt himself beginning to black out. He looked up at the others, trying his hardest to stay awake �" he just had to... But his body slumped to the ground, and he just laid there, vision fading into the darkness.

Thirty minues passed, and despite the number of students passing by, Kojima was just left to lie on the ground, no offers to help being said. This was a normal occurance for Kojima, being one of those people who never really had it in them for a good life.

A dreamer, this boy was. He was one of those people who would see something, and instantly see how it could be different, or see it in a different light. That was all it took for him to be known as the school's 'baby', and he was being taken advantage of at any given time of any given day. As intelligent as he was, nothing could save him from his own machinations. He simply lived with it, and continued each day as if nothing had happened.

“Kojima?” A feminine voice shook the teenager to his senses, and groaning, he slowly made it up onto his a*s, looking at the girl kneeling before him. Sayako Hasegawa �" one of the... kinder people in his class, and his crush since Year 9. He smiled briefly at her, and stood up properly. She stood back up next to him, and pulled out a small tissue, wiping some blood off of his lip.

“You know... you should really be more careful. One of these days, they're going to kill you.” He laughed softly.

“Yeah, I get that. I'm just waiting for it to happen so I ca-” Sayako's face suddenly turn from worry to horror, almost anger.

“Why? So they can kill you properly?” She pulled her hand back, and slapped him directly across the face, bringing out murmers like;

“Oooh, rejected!”

“Wow, Hayate just has no luck, huh?”

He put a hand up, and slowly rubbed the red mark that Sayako had left. He blinked, and looked up at her, her face now brimming with tears.

“Kojima... you need to be... more... more...” She turned and ran, leaving the boy with his thoughts. What had he done wrong? She hadn't let him finish his sentence! He sighed, and turned down the corridor, walking past the students with hands up to their faces, whispering. Obviously, they were whispering about him. His eyes darted back and forwards, from student to teacher, watching for any activity that may harm him. Paranoia was another part of his daily life, he only trusted a few people, and everyone else was either out to get him or to take advantage of him, something that suited him just fine. He didn't need any of those other people anyway...

He trudged into his homeroom thirty seconds later, and looked up, seeing a hurt-looking Sayako in the corner, and a group of girls cooing over her, trying to make her feel better. Had he really been that harsh to her? He didn't see the problem, she was the one who had interrupted him...

But maybe he should go and apologize... He walked up to the group, and they turned and hissed at him. Literally, hissed! He shouted out slightly, and took a few steps back. Okay, not going to do that one. He turned back around, and sat at his desk, next to a couple of his other mates. He looked at them and smiled sheepishly.

“Yo, Kojima, what'd you say to her this time?” Sasuke Yamato grinned at his buddy, a wild look in his eyes. He was the crazy one, the one who would kill simply for a few lousy bucks. And also the worst enemy of almost everybody in the class. Yeah, he was one of those people, yet he was also Kojima's best friend..

“Ah, from what I heard, Hayate here threatened her with his own suicide, or something like that. Brave person. I'd have done the same.” Came a monotonous voice from behind a book. The book was lowered slightly, and a face was revealed. Bookish eyes revealed the visage of pure apathy that was the face of Temujin Asagawa. Unlike Kojima, who was one of the kinder souls of the world, Temujin hated everyone and everything. He was the literal 'emo' of the class, and found solace in both his books, and his only friends in the world, Sasuka and Kojima.

“Suicide, huh? Kojima...” Sasuke cracked his knuckles. Even though he'd kill others, killing himself was a solution that he saw as the coward's way out. Kojima suddenly realized that something bad was about to happen, and he quickly raised his hands defensively, waving them in front of his face.

“Nonononono! It's nothing like that! She never let me finish a sentence, and took it the wrong way!” Sasuke blinked.

“You sure?”

“Yeah!”

“Argh, fine then.” Both boys lowered their hands, just as a bell went off that signalled class had begun. As students took their seats, a well-dressed and sweaty man walked through the door, and looked at his class carefully, head slightly bowed. Kojima blinked a few times in confusion, their teacher usually had a smile on his face.

“Good morning class. Due to a Governmental decision, you are all required to return to this room as soon as school has ended for the day. Your parents have already been contacted, and will not be interfering with this.” Parents? That seemed to be a formality, the teacher knew as well as them that no student in this class had parents. Something that drew them all together, or something. Kojima, among all of these students, had never even met his parents �" he didn't even know if they existed. But it seemed they were required to stay behind, huh? Ah well. Kojima could stay. Not like he did anything outside of school...

And as the names were called out on the register, Kojima couldn't help but wonder what was going to happen.

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[Shay]

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