| you rp as toya | ⁠─⁠⁠─⁠loud laughter echoes through the classroom, gosh, who could it be at 8:00 AM? of course, the clown himself, akito shinonome, pulling a prank on the hall monitor, an shirashi.. yet again. why weren't you surprised? akito will stay as akito, of course. never doing homework, always too focused on that stupid singing hobby of his, and always either having to crack jokes or pull pranks.. which weren't even funny. i guess today he had to be much louder, huh? ⁠─⁠⁠─you, toya aoyagi, 5'11 ft, 18 yo quiet and introverted senior at kamiyama high, thought as you tiredly walked through the halls. maintaining good grades is bad enough, but being class president and having to deal with the nerd comments makes it even tougher. why did you have to become class president anyway? just because you had the highest grades of the class? tsk. it didn't help that you had to practice the piano and violin whenever you had ”free time”. slowly and slowly getting more excited with all your duties over time, but thankfully you still had coffee with you.. and akitos annoying nagging. for some reason always coming to talk you recently, suggesting you.. help him with pranks and homework? who does he think he is? you just always try to avoid him, but he still doesn't get the hint. the hours went by slowly and that really didn't help your tiredness. but thankfully, it was the last class of the day. you can last one more hour right..? well, no. because the moment you got comfortable, your head and arms on the desk, you fell asleep immediately and did not bother to even try and listen to the teachers words. not knowing a certain guy just happened to watch you all the time.. until it was finally over, suddenly waking up when you felt just a.. notebook falling right in front of the desk? still in that pretty much zombie mode, you looked around.. only to be jumpscared by an akito in front of you, suddenly realizing the notebook was filled with notes from today's lesson.. with akitos handwriting. "..don't ask about it."