Shimohama Isao (![]() ![]() @ 2011-03-23 23:07:00 |
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Current music: | Big City Life by Mattafix |
Entry tags: | isao, toru |
WHO: Toru and Isao
WHAT: Ditching classes for the arcade
WHERE: The arcade
WHEN: Sometime during the school day
WHY: Slackers need to be slackers together!
There were plenty of bad things that people said about 3-B. Some were loud, others were lazy. The teacher had given up somewhere in the beginning of the year. Those were all of the reasons he actually enjoyed his class. A group of eccentric personality suited him well and he usually blended into the background. While he always made it a point to eventually get his work done for the class, he did have a habit of sleeping through most of the day at his desk. He was happy to do so after full nights of tossing, turning, and doing anything but sleeping.
However, every now and then sleeping during the day didn't really work that well either. Knowing that he would not be missed, he didn't even bother attending class that day. Some fresh air would be better for him. He had really just been taking a walk, but he figured that ducking into the arcade for a moment couldn't have hurt. You never knew when coins would be left in the machines.
He hadn't expected to run into anyone else he knew there, but sure enough he caught sight of the Nanakamado uniform. Upon further inspection and stepping a bit closer, it was that one tall guy from the anti-bullying club meeting. Huh. That was interesting, but there was nothing wrong with a fellow class-ditcher.
"Hey," he called while giving the other a casual wave.