Chapter 9

It all started with a fight. A stupid fight... that got Virgil in detention. Along with his brother, Bane. But, Bane had only a few days of detention and Virgil... got a few weeks of detention.

It's not fair for Virgil to get a few weeks and for Bane to get a few days, besides, they were in the same fight. With each other, of course. Bane hit Virgil first, but that's not how the teacher depicted it. He saw Virgil punch him first. So he got extra days, or weeks.

So here Virgil was... in detention. Having the time of his life, not literally. And serving his first day of it.

The teacher was asleep. All was quiet. Virgil didn't see Bane anywhere. Maybe he was skipping it. There was another student sitting a seat away. Someone with a skin problem since he had peach skin with darker parts. He also had brown and yellow eyes.

'That's a weird heterochromia combination...' Virgil thought.

"Can you stop staring? It makes me self-conscious." The guy said. Virgil turned around and looked towards the front. "Besides, aren't you a little too young to be in detention?"

'Okay, I know I am small. But I am not that small!'

Virgil turned around in his seat and just stared at him.

"Why are you staring at me...?" He asked.

"You said it makes you self-conscious," Virgil said.

"Did I? No, I didn't. You must be hearing things."

"The only things I hear are my depressive thoughts. Trust me, I can tell them apart."

The guy stared at Virgil with wide eyes.

"Um... by any chance, do you have a brother?" He asked.

"Yes, why?" Virgil asked.

"Thought so... you look somewhat like Bane."

"You know my brother?"

"Yeah, he's in our group."

"Group for what?"

"You ask too many questions... it's just a group."

"How many are in the group?"

He looked frustrated at this point.

"Three... now stop asking me questions, kid."

"Fine... just trying to make small talk," Virgil muttered.

"Bane told me you had a group of your own. How many are there?" He asked.

"Hm... six, including me."

"Mmhm." He nodded.

Silence.

"I'm Virgil, by the way," Virgil said.

"Deceit." He said.

"Deceit? Is that your real name?"

"...Yes."

"You liar... how can someone be named Deceit and get away with a lie?" Virgil asked.

"I don't know. Everyone thinks I'm lying all the time just by the name. I get blamed for everything I didn't do."

"Well, I'm a walking lie detector. I can detect a lie from far away."

"Oh, really?"

"No, I can only do it when I'm around the person. So, what's your real name?"

"Can't tell you." Deceit shook his head.

"Why not?"

"I never liked my name..."

"Oh..."

"What about you? Your name is very unique."

"A lot of people have told me that. I don't like it, but it is my name."

"Right."

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It was time to go home and Virgil waved to Deceit. Deceit surprisingly waved back and they went their separate ways.