((part 3 yaaaay c: )) Yuki's wounds and his English were getting better each day since the incident. You've been teaching him more during lunch and study hall, and sometimes, he'd tell you what he had learned when he was researching at home. But everytime he learned a swear word, you scolded him into shame to the point that he'd never say it again. Despite all of this, he still insisted on speaking his native language. So, he was occasionally difficult to deal with, but that was ok. During lunch, the two of you were reviewing notes from English class (he took so many), when suddenly Yuki was hit with a tomato! You turned to see who did it,

((part 2 blame sky for your feels)) It's been about a week since Yuki had transferred, and he was beginning to get the hang of learning English. He didn't feel comfortable speaking it though, in fear of messing up. It was almost time for the next class, and was looking for the small brunette. You had found him at his locker, on the ground, back against the lockers with three other kids. From the looks of it, he was getting bullied! "What's the matter, sushi kid? Can't understand us?" one taunted, the smaller boy keeping his head down, as if he didn't hear them. He could hear the malice in their voices, and thought, perhaps they'll go away i

((o hey i maked an new rp series *bricked* this is what happens when i remember dreams ahaha au no beyblades oops just normal kids o-)) You sighed as you tapped your pencil against the desk, staring out the window. Class was boring as usual. Half the kids were asleep, the teacher went on with the boring lectures, etc. It was like that day in, day out. Until one day, when the first class of the day was about to start, the teacher had an announcement, a bright smile on her face. "Alright, class! I have some big news! We have a new student joining us today! He's not from here, though, so--" she was interrupted by a voice. "Where's he from?" a g