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Handa gave out a small sigh as he gripped the strap of his bag harder, feeling a weight lifted off his shoulders.
It's been a couple days since he changed schools, stalking him isn't a very good idea. He gets paranoid and starts thinking about horrible alternatives.
That.. group..
Were they going to kidnap him? Kill him- even worse, torture him?
Well it's a good thing he left before they could do that.
Better safe than sorry, right?
He was standing at a door, outside of a classroom, fiddling with the strap of his bag. Maybe he should go back, it's not too late, or is it?
"You can come in now." Handa jumped and opened the door, walking into the classroom.
People are watching him. People are watching him. All of them.
He took in a deep breathe and turned to the chalkboard, grabbing the chalk and writing his name.
"My name is Handa Seishuu."
~silence~
"Sit down next to Chisato." He walked towards a girl munching on a rice cracker(?) and sat down, placing his things down.
'I do hope I'm not stalked this time around."
Saiki nearly spat the non-existent drink in his mouth out.