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His Sensitivity (BL)

Ren Vista can't help but want to scream loudly, just after transferring to his new school he caught the eyes of the school tyrant ,Mikhail Astin. The worst part is he keep calling him out whenever possible just to ask about the food he is supposed to eat for lunch and snack. Now the whole school thinks he is the Tyrant's lackey . "stop glaring at me !" "I'm not glaring at you, I just want to see you properly" what does he mean ? glaring and just want to see properly is entirely different okay!!! --- This will be mainly about fluff , stupid misunderstandings and just everything that screams YOUTH

Nacchi · LGBT+
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59 Chs

Chapter 42

Ren did not pay attention to the people talking on the flat form about stuff and what not as he is busy looking at the sweets on one corner of the room. Though it is served there to be eaten nobody is going there to eat as everybody is just busy mingling and casually drinking their preferred drinks.

He did not go to that side despite nearly salivating at looking at their exquisite designs and he could only plop another strawberry candy inside his mouth.

Despite wanting to eat a plate or two of those evil things he couldn't leave the group as he is not someone from this social circle and just brought along by Jiro. It would do him more good to stick with them than being all alone eating like a pig though he wanted to eat like a pig on one corner.

Jiro did not show his usual easy going attitude instead he is so quite matching the aura of a dignified young master the little student found almost weird. Dean who notice the uneasy expression on the little student's face pat his back.

"No need to worry but as a young master of a well known family even Jiro needed to act his part." Ren understand that, is that why he is so invested on things kids like? Because on his childhood he never had the chance to do those things.

Ren felt sorry that he laughed at Jiro for being so childish next time he would not question his interest and would accompany him. In a way they don't have a good childhood but in different kind of way.

As a successor of a family as big as these two they need to be trained properly or they would be eaten whole by the other people eyeing their business, Jiro knew that so he have been suppressing his thoughts only enjoying himself at school as he could.

There are many sides to a person and you can usually only see one.

"Little Ren let us sit for a while and wait for bro to make his oh so grand entrance." A small snicker escaped Jiro's lips as they sat on the side where the food is located.

Finally he could latch his claws on the sweets served on this celebration. They settled on the side not wanting to socialize with other people and just talking on their own bubble.

"So how did the two of you did on the exam?" their examination just finished and it is not weird that Dean would ask about their test.

Ren felt confident that he would get a decent score after studying hard for more than a week but Jiro's face darken at the thought of the examination.

"There is no need to think about the results bah! As long as I passed that is fine in its own way." He didn't even manage how he answered all those questions on that evil paper how would he know if he would get a good score?

It is not a secret that he hated studying.

"Next time you should join me when I am studying and then I could instill on the both of you on how you should study properly." Dean said worried about his dorm mates, he would graduate soon and they need to take care of themselves by the time he would leave.

Ren doesn't have a problem with Dean's proposal only Jiro who clutched his hair pulling it lightly in frustration could be seen to be distressed.

"Let us stop talking about studying when we are here to enjoy ourselves for bros birthday." Switching the topic always work.

Ren who managed to eat his fifth plate of cake poked the food with his fork. The star of the day still hasn't arrived and so he sent another sticker to the school tyrant.

There are still sort of random people talking on the flat form each person talking about Mikhail Astin trying to introduce him with praises. Not knowing who the young master is but still they are wagging their tongues like they knew him personally and they are close with each other.

This is not new on this circle , the weak would try to bootlick the strong while the strong would look down on the weak. It is an eat or die world and if simple praises could raise them on the pedestal they don't mind doing so. The guests here have the mind of people who came only to gain something, they couldn't care about wishing the celebrant genuinely.

Of course the celebrant also knew of this fact so Mikhail really detested this kind of gathering, making the reason just doesn't sit well with him and his pride.

Still when his name was called he sat on the red velvet chair prepared for him. He couldn't care less about the people here as such he did not bother paying attention to the people here and from time to time someone would go near him and would greet him.

Mikhail would not bother as look at the person speaking instead his eyes would remain on his cellphone screen waiting for a reply.

After a few more minutes and the person sitting on the chair did not receive another reply his face frowned.

Ren saw Mikhail when he entered. He looked matured with his suite and with this new hairstyle add up to his over bearing aura. Ren would lie to himself if he said that he did not find the guy slightly attractive.

A message pop up from his phone after he sent the emoji sticker.

Miko: Why aren't you replying?

He sounds like he is waiting for a reply?

Ren quickly erased those thoughts maybe he is just currently bored talking with all those old people singing him praises so he wanted to talk with someone his age. The little thought that his conjectures are correct and pressed on the keyboard on his phone to reply to the school tyrant.

The little student clearly saw him frown as he looked at his cellphone screen so perhaps he is really waiting for a reply.

A thought came to him and angled his phone to the direction Mikhail is zooming it as his phone can handle thinking up of a message he would send to the school tyrant with his picture attached.