Yoshikage Kurou
"Is there a fate crueler than school?"
What a time to be alive. It was a beautiful day outside. The birds were singing. The flowers were blooming. On days like these, kids like Kurou should be B U R N I N G S O M E C A L O R I E S by playing a nice game of baseball, or even soccer. However, today was the beginning of the school year for Kurou and his sibling. That meant that he was to be forced to pay attention to things like lectures and instructions and other, boring and pointless things that were no fun.
School was not a place where Kurou held pleasant memories, and while it had improved in the recent years, the scars left from being outcast or bullied would never entirely heal. Even if Yoshikage Kurou appeared as though he was entirely fine. Because they had moved to an entirely new school far away from the one they had previously gone to, everybody here would be strangers. And to a stranger, Kurou might seem just like any other idiot with a temper. He had become quite good at keeping the bad thoughts down, but it was not as though they ever disappeared.
He merely had the ability to suppress those horrible thoughts, not to remove them. He wondered if Shizu had been able to do what he could not, to remove these horrid memories. Yet though the twins shared a great deal many things, from their body to their schedule, one thing they did not share were thoughts.
Kurou hoped the best for Shizu.
"Ha... this thing is so damned hot!" the young Jinyou sighed to himself. Riding the bus turned out to be a really horrible idea. But how was he supposed to know this thing was going to be so damned cramped, hot, and humid?! Hell, he was not even intended to be the twin to deal with the morning of the first day. He had wanted to dump that upon Shizu, because for some odd reason, she liked listening to lectures and crap like that. But of course she went on study spree the past few days to catch up on the most recent lessons and mentally exhausted herself the day before and there was absolutely no way he was going to let her push herself any harder. For somebody as smart as she was, Kurou caught himself questioning why she couldn't comprehend the idea of overworking her mind way too often. It was literally the one thing they had to look out for. They did happen to have an incredibly durable body.
Kurou dealt with what seemed like an eternity of bumping into other students and sweating in the hot bus while it crawled up the hill. He noticed a few obvious demi-humans among the crowd. This would be the first time he had personally seen any, though he could not say he was in a state where he could express happiness at the fact. Right now he just wanted to exit this cramped and heated deathtrap, and when the bus finally stopped and people poured out of the thing like they were running from a monster with a taste for hormonal teenagers, Kurou was stuck at the back of the bus, destined to be the last one out. How cruel of the world to curse him with this kind of luck! Well, at least he could finally take those first few steps on a new campus...
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Wonderful.
Fantastic.
Excellent.
Interesting.
A few words could be used to describe the situation that Kurou was part of, but if you asked him to list a few that
weren't, well there you have it.
The male Yoshikage sibling was not known for being patient for these kinds of things, and this fact was written quite clearly on his face. His irritation was made obvious by the scowl he was wearing; a look that said
"I might as well be watching paint dry or grass grow". At this particular moment, most people would likely think he was not the happiest person. And they would be right.
How the actual fuck does she enjoy all this waiting for nothing? I'm worried that somehow the speech will feel like an even bigger waste of time than the wait for this damned thing! Kurou briefly contemplated the idea that his sibling was both a huge pervert and a masochist and all of this school stuff just got her off. There had to be something he was missing here, because right now he couldn't see why anybody would enjoy this kind of nonsense when they could be doing something
FUN.
After a few eternities, Kurou had noticed some blonde-haired girl moving to the back of the auditorium. There really was no reason for him to pick up on this particular girl if it weren't for the fact that she was one of the very few standing at this point. Most had already arrived by now. Moments later, some yelling that was incoherent to Kurou from where he sat had preceded this very same girl stepping out into the proverbial spotlight as the lights dimmed. What happened in the few moments before the speech confused Kurou. For a brief second, the young lady seemed pretty confident in front of all these people, but in the next second, she seemed to almost deflate. This would have been fairly entertaining if Kurou was not in a sour mood at the moment. Regardless, the girl eventually gathered the courage to start her speech, taking the microphone in a single hand in a style that gave Kurou the feeling that she was a rockstar from some upper part of the western united states.
"DO YOU ALL FEEL EXCITED! HAPPY TO BE HERE PERHAPS!? I THOUGHT SO! Welcome all ... -to the grounds of Pakora! Be it human demihuman or just straight up monster you are all welcome here! For today we have set up a small party just for you with later tonight the opening ball in the sports facility right next to this building at 10! Furthermore you can do what you want all day. Explore the campus or chill in your room; anything is fine! Tomorrow lessons start after morning so at 12 meaning you can stay up late to party! Now all enjoy your time here at PAKORA ACADEMY! Student body president out!"
When the speech had finished there had been many reactions. Some were upset at the obnoxious speech. Some laughing at how silly it was. Some ignored it. One even got scared and ran off, though Kurou wasn't sure why. But as for Kurou....
A lone tear scurried down his face.
He found himself applauding, any angry feelings he had moments ago had vanished into thin air as if they were not there in the first place. As if it were all but a ruse of some sort. At the current moment, he could only have the feeling of being content with life itself. To him, this was not just a speech with quite literally no thought going into it beforehand. No, this was a big "screw you" to the establishment, to school.
Well, it probably wasn't actually.
But the very thought that it COULD be was enough to bring a joyous tear to the young man's eye. He found himself instead thinking of how lucky he was to witness this event. He knew his sister could never understand how great this moment was. He knew she would misinterpret this speech as being irresponsible and reckless. That she would get mad instead of appreciating this piece of history. Thankfully, she was still asleep.
Kurou had to thank this young woman for doing what she did. It was quite clear nobody else had been up to the task. It was a job only she could do. One only she could accomplish.
Finding her, however, proved a bit difficult. It was not as though she was hiding. No, the problem was that when Kurou stood up, he was immediately and unwillingly dragged out of the auditorium by a mass of students, which then prevented him from entering said auditorium for a couple of minutes. Damn these students! First they bully him, now they block his path! When will they stop taking away everything he loves!?
Boy, Kurou was definitely bored to be that dramatic in his thoughts. He was almost ashamed of himself, but it was too entertaining to him to stop. At least for now. Exaggerating everything was usually always more interesting.
It did not take long for the outpour of students who did not seem too interested in candy to finish leaving the auditorium. This meant that he could now go inside to see if that lady was still there so he could thank her for an interesting speech. However, it seemed going back into the auditorium was not necessary, as he noticed her slipping out of the place as if she were fleeing from something or somebody. How curious. Or his sister might have thought so, but he didn't really care. It was just a chance to greet her. She did not seem very old, but there was probably a reason she was made to give that speech. Wasn't it like the student body president's job to do that?
Aghhhh, too much thinking!Kurou did not have plans to become a detective, so he decided to hell with it and approached the young, blonde girl.
"Hello." Kurou greeted, hoping to grab the attention of this girl. She seemed to be looking around still.
"I must get your name! That speech really made my day, it was great!" he laughed before suddenly recalling common courtesy.
"Oh, and I'm Yoshikage Kurou, very pleased to meet ya. Are you... on the run?" 
