1 Who are you?
??? POV
???: «Now, please be seated. Today we will talk about…»
'This world… What's wrong with it? Everyone's going on their lives without having an aim, just following society's customs. They ask no questions, only following like sheep… Do I really want to be part of that? Does everything revolve around-'
???: «Hey, are you daydreaming? You should listen to the teacher»
A whisper interrupted by conspiratorial thoughts. Turning my head towards my left, I see one of my classmates trying to stop me from my usual routine of daily depression.
???: «There is no need for that, I am quite good in English… Right now, I only want to distract myself from school»
???: «Is that so? Should I help with that?»
???: «You also seem bored… What do you have in mind?»
???: «Just wait for the end of the lesson, then I'll take you to the roof»
'What does she want? Oh well, at least it won't get more boring'
[40 minutes later, School Roof]
I followed the girl climbing the stairs, watching with rapt attention her backside. I always enjoyed the figure of women and she had a quite good one. Maybe she didn't have a big chest, but her ass really made up for that.
We reached the top and I was immediately assaulted by a strong wind. Her uniform immediately revealed the contents hid underneath, green-striped white panties.
'Interesting choice of underwear' Those were the first words that came to my mind.
She just let her skirt move, not even bothering to cover her more private places. Didn't she care that she had a male behind her? Or she simply didn't realize?
While we were walking towards the edge of the roof, she turned her entire body towards me, a mischievous expression on her face.
???: «How does it feel here? Do you feel different?»
???: «Nope, still the same» I didn't know what she wanted me to do.
???: «Is that so? Mmm, you are quite different from the rest…»
???: «Am I really different? Or is it you the one who encountered only boring people?»
???: «And do you think you aren't boring? That you are better than the others? What makes you discount that notion?»
???: «I don't think I'm better, I simply know how to evaluate myself»
A moment of silence enveloped our conversation. She was there, thinking about something, while I was just contemplating the landscape from above.
'I like being here, is really peaceful' No one could say the opposite and my senses seemed to synchronize with the natural feel of the place. My thoughts were interrupted again by her voice.
???: «What do you see watching from here the school grounds?»
???: «I'd say a fleeting freedom, with a bit of heartbreak»
???: «Why heartbreak?»
A small flash went through my mind, but I ignored it.
???: «It reminds me of when I arrived here. The ones I left behind, the people who couldn't come with me»
Another pause, before she started her questions again.
This time however I stopped her, I wanted to satisfy my curiosity.
???: Why are you asking me this? Why did you take me here?»
???: «Oh, well I wanted to see what kind of person you were. Always there, immersed in your thoughts, bored by everything»
I had never noticed her, well, more like, I ignored her stares. I didn't care at all how the others saw me, their opinions never mattered. Who I wanted to be and what I wanted to do were only a privilege of my mind.
"What are you going to do after high school? Are you going to university? Are you going to work?"
Those were the constant questions that everyone asked.
And I? I didn't have friends, in this school trust was something difficult to earn. Even more when you arrived half a year later when all the groups inside the classrooms were already formed.
Did I care? Not at all.
Did I want friends? I didn't need them.
Was I a piece of shit? Maybe, I couldn't deny that. But who establishes if you are a piece of shit or not?
Who made the rules that define if what I am doing is normal or not?
???: «Hey, are you listening to me?»
She interrupted again my thoughts. Did she have a problem with me?
???: «What do you want? You are getting on my nerves, and I don't want to waste time»
???: «Your time? What do you use that for?»
I just shrugged at her question. Studying (maybe), playing videogames, going with my bike, jerking off. Just normal things. Oh well, I wanted to visit the red-light district, to see how it worked. And maybe fuck some girls, women… Isn't that okay? I am eighteen, I am an adult, now. No discos here, oh well, my bike would help.
Poverty was quite common, in the district I lived… Actually, slums dominated the view, while the ones who were more well off lived a bit more far away. Why? Because they wanted to show who was at the top of the society scale. Flaunting their money was always a top priority in their opinion, they didn't care they were literally "walking over" other human beings while driving through the slums. Mock, that's all that mattered to them. They needed to show how their dick was bigger than the others'. Simply scum.
I considered myself scum, I was probably better than them, but still scum. Why? Because I didn't care about all of that. I walked through all of that, but I've never done anything to at least help those poor and unlucky families.
???: «You are becoming really annoying you know? When a girl talks to you, you should listen at least»
???: «Are we going to fuck? If no, then I don't need to hear what you're saying»
She just scrunched her reddish face, probably disgusted by my cursing, but it didn't deter her at all.
???: «Rude, anti-social, why are some girls interested in you, I don't know…»
???: «You should ask them then, I don't know why the feel like that»
'Maybe because I fucked some of them and they found out they liked it? I don't know how the female mind works'
I snorted and just went back to observe the landscape.
Thousands of people living like this, accepting what they are given. Is this how the world has evolved or its just a big social experiment?
???: «Ah, maybe you are right, I should actually ask them. Shouldn't we go back? It's time for the next lesson»
???: «Can't I stay here? It seems a good place to relax and skip classes»
???: «Sure, why not? I won't be taking responsibility for your misconduct however»
I shrugged my shoulders and decided to stay here, waiting for the classes to end.
I never even considered the girl going away, I was not interested in her actions.
Her short pink hair disappeared behind the only door that connected the roof with the other floors.
Now that I was alone, I lit a cigarette, inhaling and slowly exhaling the burnt tobacco. The smoke disappeared almost immediately, not able to resist to the strong winds.
'Another boring year…'
[Meanwhile with the girl]
???: «He seems like he doesn't care at all, who the hell does he think he is-»
DRIIIIIIIN
???: «Hallo? Yes? Understood…»
???: «Luckily we are close to the end… Why did she give me that order?»
'What can I gain by following him?'
She just shook her head, not understanding her superior's interest in such man.
'Satsuki-sama, who is he?'
[On the highest building of the school, behind stained glass windows]
???: «Satsuki-sama, I updated Jakuzure-san on her mission»
A tuxedo wearing tall, thin man with dark eyes and neat grey hair, his hairline is receding in his old age: a butler, that's his profession, and what he swore to do since his younger years.
The girl who he was referring to had long dark blue tinted hair that goes past her thighs and blue eyes. She had rather thick eyebrows and a large bust. Her perpetual frowning expression put a hard edge on her angular face, mirroring her current mood.
Satsuki-sama: «Moroi-san, thank you»
She thanked her trusted butler and advisor, then turned back to watch the person that had caught her interest.
'Ryuichi, what are you doing? More than a year has passed and yet…'
Her eyes trying to put his form into focus, the distance actually too much to actually catch any details of his figure.
'Why? Why did you leave?'
