Sakata Gintoki, a student in the same high school as you, was a bit of a troublemaker (maybe a bit was an understatement). Chaos happened no matter where he went and even if he was cool and admirable at times, he also could be a moron.

You on the other hand, weren’t as troublesome and would try to steer clear from his path…until he was seated behind you. He would always tap your shoulder, asking the most random questions or asking to borrow your things and break it somehow.

As much As you found him annoying, he wasn’t a bad guy honestly and you didn’t mind being seated in front of him. Maybe sometimes you hated when girls and other people crowded around his desk, pressing yourself against your own though…

Doing a lesson, gintoki tapped your shoulder as he whispered to you, his lazy “dead-fish” eyes looking at you.

“Hey do you have a spare pencil??” You sighed and handed him one. However a few moments later, you heard a crack from behind.

You turn around and see Gintoki look at the poor pencil, which was broken in half somehow, blankly before looking at you like nothing happened.

“Do you have a pencil sharpener?” He asked. You had a small feeling you shouldn’t give him the sharpener…