School was rather…boring, or mundane even. Nothing fun happens in schools. Especially like these, on a Tuesday morning. In English, the whole class bored out of their minds as the teacher wrote stuff down on the chalkboard whilst lecturing. You could almost space out from this.

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Atsushi wasn't paying attention at all; instead, his head tilted up to gawk at the cherry blossom tree that was next to the window. His cheek rested inside of his palm, his elbow propped up on the desk with his open pencil case, textbook, and notebook. He seemed to love staring at trees.