“I-I can do this…” panted Midorima, using one of his hands to support his battered body in a standing position at the main gate of Shuutoku High. Absolutely no students were around him due to the late hour in the morning. He had barely made it in time to start 2 nd period in its beginning, after having gone through Hell throughout his once peaceful morning walks to school. “Yesterday… Haa… It was still an unknown… since I didn’t know… what to expect of bad luck applied to a school scenario… Haa… But today… I have all sorts of measures and fixes prepared for any type of eventualities!!”
Decisively, Midorima released the wall and crossed the main gate, his five senses hypersensitive to his surroundings as he carefully walked towards the building where the 2 nd year classrooms were placed. Out of nowhere, a football started going towards him at an impressive speed but the ever-ready Midorima simply skilfully crouched down his body, his arms wrapping around over his head in protection.
“Sorry, dude!” apologized a male student, dressed in his PE uniform. “I kicked the ball too har—“
“Heh… Hehehehehe!” started laughing Midorima, his shoulders shaking around just the slightest until he pushed his head out of its hiding location. “Today is the day! I may not have Oha Asa on my side but I will surely confess today! Hehehehehe!”
“Ah… A-Are you okay…?” hesitantly asked the other student, slowly taking a few steps back to put some distance between himself and the student laughing like a psychopath.
“Hmph!” Midorima readily got back up once again and adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose, resuming with his walking towards his classroom.
The path was a strenuous one. Students almost crashing against him as they marathoned around the school grounds during their PE classes, the most varied objects that fell from the windows and threatened to impale or poison him (from pens and pencils to actual flasks filled with chemistries used in the labs), almost being thrown down a full lance of stairs when a passing-by teacher tripped and the tower of books being carried on his arms toppled down on top of him – walking from the main gate to the classroom had been turned into a mission classified as “S rank” in RPGs.
“But I prevailed…” softly mumbled Midorima as he stopped right in front of his classroom’s door. He took a deep breath and motioned his hand forward, strongly slamming the door open the quickest possible so he wouldn’t be too surprised by whatever was going to greet him from the other side. “I managed to reach the classroom alive!”
“Alive but late!!!” roared back the teacher currently teaching his subject on the front side of the classroom. “Take a seat quickly, Midorima, and do it silently, to not disrupt the class even further!”
“My apologies…” said Midorima, quickly adjusting his glasses as he shyly entered the classroom. He threw a quick sideways glance at Takao and saw him almost falling off of his desk as he clutched his mouth shut, his body trembling all over the place as he tried to contain his laughing attack well sealed inside of his mouth. There were even tears in the corner of his eyes. “He’s just too adorable, damn it…”
Out of the blue, a strong wind blew most of the windows of the classroom open, spreading the papers on top of the students’ desks all over the division and creating utter chaos between both students and teacher.
Then… it happened…
With the speed of a cannonball, a white shadow flew inside of the classroom through the means of the open windows, its trajectory straight to Midorima’s head, the tallest ‘thing’ inside of the classroom at that moment.
“UGH!!” groaned Midorima when a humongous white pigeon came crashing against his face, sending him to a painful fall with the back of his head against the hard tiles of the hallway’s floor.
“S-Shin-chan…!” yelped Takao, completely forgetting about his scattered studying materials and immediately running over to the fallen green Midorima. When he reached him, he quickly went to check the back of his head, fearing that the loud impact had actually managed to crack his skull open. “Shin-chan, are you okay!? S-Say something!”
“Ev…”
“What? Say it again, Shin-chan!” request Takao in a panicky state, shaking Midorima’s shoulders just the slightest to force him to continue conscious. “Don’t die on me, you hear me!? So repeat what you just said again!”
“Even birds… don’t want… me to confess to y…………………………………………” weakly mumbled Midorima as he sluggishly lifted one of his hands from the floor and motioned it towards Takao. He, however, lost consciousness before he could complete his sentence and his arm fell on the ground with a muffled thud before it could grasp its objective.
“Eh…?” softly interjected Takao, his body frozen stiff due to not understanding so many things that were happening all at the same time. “Ah! Wait, Shin-chan! Don’t pass out! Wake up! Dammit, you have to go to the infirmary ASAP and you’re too damn big and heavy for me to carry you bridal style! This is no time for you to go ‘Sleeping Beauty’ on me!! Wake! Up!”
Wake up and finish whatever you were about to say, for the love of god!!!!!
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