<div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/d2/89/88/d289880fbd586bcb78dc477d8476c183.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Yuzukawa Kyoichi:</span>He walked down the streets with his white long sleeved shirt, black pants and black leather shoes all soaked wet from the rain. He held his black tie in one hand while the other held a suit case that contained all his stuff for school. His coat was slung over his shoulder, dripping wet as well. Everywhere he walked, there were puddles, which he looked down to as he saw the reflection of his messy-looking his face, his red hair loose and stuck to the sides of his cheeks and forehead that almost covered his eyes. Everyone who saw him pretty much recognized him and their shocked faces were very obvious but Kyoichi did not mind. He was used to that kind of attention anyway. In the midst of the sound of pouring rain, the people also talked about him and asked each other why he would walk under the rain when he could have used their luxurious cars or even their private jet. But no, his mother wanted to teach him a lesson and so he was kicked out of the mobile to go to school on his feet. His fists were balled that his knuckles were almost white every time he remembered the conversation he and his mother just had that morning. He muttered under his breath, "Great going, mom." Then he smirked at his own sarcasm.<br/><br/>Finally, he arrived at the school gates but strangely, the guards did not make any move, even to open the gates. Kyoichi cleared his throat loudly enough for them to hear. One guard heard him but just glanced and then looked away immediately as if he just saw a stray dog. Kyoichi grumbled and took out his I.D. from the pocket of his pants which was also wet. Good thing it had a hard case to protect it. He shoved it on the guard's face and said with his teeth gritted, "Let--me--pass." The guard so astonished that he wasn't even able to recognize Kyoichi, he backed away, fixing the collar of his uniform in nervousness and stuttered, "Y-Yes sir!" After the gates were opened, Kyoichi proceeded and the guard followed him with his eyes, still couldn't get over the fact that that guy was actually Yuzukawa Kyoichi. He wasn't used to seeing him walk to school. Nobody was.<br/><br/>Kyoichi banged his suit case on his desk as soon as he got to their classroom, some of the water sprinkled to his nearby classmates that made them gasp and look at their uniforms. He looked at them with a straight face and said flatly, "You didn't die, did you?" They snapped their heads to his direction and with frightful expressions, they shook their heads. Afterwards, Kyoichi headed to the lockers without saying any word even to the teacher who was already there. "Oi, Yuzukawa!" the teacher all managed but he wasn't able to stop him anyway.<br/><br/>He took out an extra pair of clothes, a gray sweater and another of his black trousers. After changing into them, he dried his hair with a towel and ruffled his hair to quicken the process. He stayed seated in a bench in the locker room and refused to go out until he looked presentable. He paused for a moment, remembering the things he just went through that day and just scoffed.