The boy looked at Chihaya and the other girl who seemed...pretty friendly to be honest.-"Yes...the name is Fukushima. Shiro Fukushima, it's a pleasure...or whatever."-And then at Chihaya's offer he shook his head.-"That...won't be necessary, I brought my own lunch from home."-He held up the bento he had prepared last night and sat down right away. He pondered for a second about what Chihaya was shouting and what they had been talking about..."Persona", he remembered that word from a psychology book he read once, but...why would high school students be talking about psychology? Well...maybe Chihaya could be wanting to become a psychologist but...he suddenlly stopped caring and began to eat his food in silence. He also notice the other boy who was sitting there, he seemed quite unnerved about something, but he decided not to ask. He honestly didn't try hard to start interacting. A few seconds later a teacher would arrive, along with the bully he beated up early, he had a lot of bandages on his body, and seemed terrified just to apprach Shiro.-"Well...fuck."-He already knew what was gonna happen.-"Fukushima! To the principal's office, now!"-The teacher yelled, the boy sighed heavily and stood up, but not before turning to Chihaya and the others.-"Well...at least thanks for letting me sit here."-He turned back and followed the teacher. Some students would start gossiping loud-"Geez...Fukushima again? Won't that guy ever stop causing problems?!"-A younger student then replied-"Yea, last year he went to the principal's office at least 9 times for beating the shit out of people." - "9 times?! How wasn't this guy expelled?"-And a third one then joined the conversation.-"Well, I heard he persuaded the principal, he wasn't even suspended! I heard it was something about defending himself since most of those people he hit were bullies or something like that...But still that dude is kinda scary sometimes...He doesn't have any friends, not even the people in the kendo club can be considered his friends, they are kinda afraid of him."-And the gossip went on and on about him and what he did, could have done and would one day do.

(I guess i'll be skipping time since I am not doing any interactions) I arrived on my small but neat apartment. It is just a rental and I pay it with my part-time job working on a video game store. It is the least working place that I can find comfortable and all I have to do is operate the cashier and greet the customers politely. Ok, I think I am going to go to my job tomorrow and I am not in a mood to do anything except for using my laptop all day.