Living Life With Persona

A/N: Cover may or may not have something to do with this fic, I just put it there because the Webnovel reader algorithm is Hot Cover = Click.

Also, any ideas on a good title for this fic? Struggling to think of one.

Warning: I know some people don't read the synopsis completely, so I'll say it now - I'm not a good writer who makes false promises in saying I'll finish this story, I'll update every day, etc. I'm writing for fun and, therefore, will update depending on how I'm feeling, and this story could be dropped randomly one day, or I could finish it if I'm highly motivated. If you feel like you'll hate the fact that I may randomly drop this one day, feel free to leave and I hope you enjoy finding a different story on Webnovel

So yeah, enjoy if you decide to read this fic

Also, if anybody wants to do the job of putting the images of characters in the paragraph comments, feel free to do so as I (and readers I'm sure) will be very thankful for your good deed

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Shujin Academy, a prestigious school with a good reputation. An amazing school full of good students and better teachers...

Not. That was all just a facade to save face. The school only cared about its reputation rather than the students well-beings.

This is what Enzo Akamatsu, a second-year student of the school, thought as he looked at the school building from the entrance with a look of hatred.

"No way, is that..." A second year pointed at Enzo whilst talking to his mate, his face full of shock.

"Wow, he's really back..." His friend replied with a whisper, "He's been gone for so long I completely forgot he was suspended and came to this school" He added, walking past the boy as him and his friend entered the school.

"Oh my... he's kinda hot now, don't you think?" A few girls giggled as they looked at Enzo with a blush on their faces, "I mean, he always was, but he's even hotter now" She clarified

"I know right, he's so tall... and muscular... and those scars, Rawr~" A flirtatious girl rawr'd playfully in the direction of Enzo from behind.

He stood at a whopping 6ft on the dot (183cm), with a lean yet muscular build that was visible through his school uniform. He garnered curly white hair which complimented his dark skin, which had a few scars hidden by his clothes, but he had two visible scars on his face: 1 coming from his neck up to his cheek, and another on his forehead. [Images]

With his bag hung over his shoulder, Enzo took his first steps back into Shujin Academy with heavy reluctancy. He took his phone out from his pocket and began replying to a few messages before realising he had appeared in front of the faculty office on the second floor.

He gave a quick knock to the door to inform any teachers inside of his presence before sliding the door open and entering, in which he saw a few familiar faces conversating with one another.

"Oh, Akamatsu-kun, you're here, Good morning" A youthful-looking woman with dark brown unkempt hair, dark brown eyes and a sleepy face gave a small wave and nod.

At her words, the lively teachers which were speaking prior to his entry were silenced as they quietly went back to their duty and muttered things underneath their breath.

"G'mornin', Miss Kawakami" Enzo gave a nod of his own response, walking to her desk which he stood in front of with a blank face.

"It's a relief to see you back-" Kawakami exclaimed, earning a few "As if"s from the teachers around them which both she and Enzo ignored, "-I'm assuming you're here for your timetable?" She asked, opening her desk drawer in the process

"Yup" Enzo answered, watching as Kawakami closed her drawer after grabbing a piece of paper and handing said piece of paper to him. He looked at the contents of the paper to see it included his homeroom class, 2-D, and his other lessons and the school timetable.

"Looks like you'll be in my class again this year, isn't that nice?" Kawakami joked, earning an eye-roll from Enzo who thanked her for the paper before leaving the faculty office.

"Haa..." At his leave, Kawakami released a long sigh, 'He's changed so much since I've seen him a few months ago, before his suspension...'

After leaving the office, Enzo looked at the time to see he had quite a while until homeroom started, so he decided to get to homeroom early and perhaps take a small nap.

Walking straight through the hall whilst ignoring the gossiping students, he eventually ended up in front of his homeroom class, 2-D. He slid the door open and closed it behind him.

"A-Akamatsu...?" A soft voice entered Enzo's ears, causing him to turn his head where he saw a familiar with spiky blue-tinted black hair and black eyes, "Is that really you?" The boy asked, getting out of his seat and approaching Enzo who's face hardened at the boy.

"Mishima." His cold voice froze Mishima in place, sweat dripping down his face as he looked at Enzo's intimidating face, "I'd prefer to not get suspended again, or put in jail this time, so for your sake, please, sit back down and don't talk to me ever again" He suggested, his free fist clenched which Mishima saw.

"R-Right..." Feeling ashamed, Mishima dragged himself back to his seat where he looked down at his desk to avoid any eye contact with an angered Enzo, "I'm sorry..." He mumbled under his breath, which Enzo heard but ignored as he walked to the back row, sitting in the empty seat closest to the window.

After placing his bag underneath his desk, Enzo placed his crossed arms on the desk and placed his head in his arms, ready to close his eyes and nap when suddenly the door slid open fast, producing a bang.

"ENZO!" An familiar, energetic voice calling his name caused Enzo to jolt by reflex as he looked at the cause of the bang by the door of his homeroom, "You're for real back man!" A short, spiky blond haired boy with dark brown eyes ran over to his desk with a toothy smirk.

"Yo, Ryuji!" For the first time today, Enzo's mouth curled upwards into a small smile as he dapped up one of his only friends and best friend in this school, Ryuji Sakamato.

"Jeez, man! You look more ripped than the last time I saw you, the hell do you do, man?!" Ryuji commented, feeling slightly envious at Enzo's build, "I swear tall guys like you are usually meant to be lanky as shit!" He added with a small laugh.

"I workout and train, what can I say" Enzo answered with a soft smile as he watched Ryuji grab the seat from the table next to his and pull it to his desk to sit on, "I've got another fight coming up, so I've got to" 

"Ahhh, another one, ay?" Ryuji then widened his eyes a little before he began nudging Enzo's arm obnoxiously with a shit-eating grin on his face, "You still training in that dojo?" He said with a playful wink.

"Of course I am?" Enzo replied with a raised brow, finding Ryuji's question quite stupid as he had no reason to leave probably one of the best dojos in the world (Self-proclaimed)... then again, he's Ryuji.

"Man~... I'm jealous" Ryuji swung back on his chair, his hands linked together as he placed them on the back of his head, "That dojos got some fine ladies~-"

"Only 2" Enzo corrected with a blank face, regretting his words as he saw Ryuji's grin grow bigger.

"Ayyy, see?" Ryuji leaned forward, placing his arms on Enzo's desk, "Even you agree they're nice. Which one you prefer, huh, huh?" He asked, surprised when he felt a soft hand touched his shoulder, "Ah!" He yelped with a jump.

"That's enough, Sakamoto-kun" Kawakami said, placing her hand on Ryuji's chair, "It's time you head to your homeroom, class is about to begin" She instructed, placing the chair back in its place once Ryuji stood up, "And for goodness sake, dye your hair back to black already. I've told you dozens of times now" She exhaled loudly with a stink eye.

"Yeah yeah" Ryuji strutted out of class, shouting a "See ya after class!" to Enzo as he headed to his class, 2-E.

"Haa..." Kawakami gave a sigh as she looked at Enzo worriedly, who was currently looking out of the window, "Is Sakamoto really someone you want to be friends with-" Her throat got stuck and she felt her body shiver when she saw him turn his head and glare at her.

"As he's one of the only one's who actually stood up for his 'friend', I'm very sure. Now please, get back to teaching, Kawakami, and stay out of my business like you did last time" He spat angrily, turning his head back to the window to look at the view from the second floor.

"R-Right..." Kawakami stuttered frightfully as she walked to her desk at the front of the class, not caring about the way he spoke or the fact he called her without her title 'Miss'. 

She sat at her desk, waiting for more students to enter the homeroom class while sorting out some papers, her mind stuck in a loophole as she constantly replayed his words, "Stay out of my business, like you did last time". Her body shook slightly as she frowned at herself and thought, 'I'm sorry, Akamatsu...'

A minute or so before the bell rang, a girl with wavy platinum blonde hair styled in bushy pigtails and bright blue eyes entered the class, causing the 2-D students in their seats to gossip with their seatmates.

"Really...? The same class as Takamaki again?" A girl complained with a groan.

"Watch out with your words, you might anger Mister Kamoshida" A guy joked, before widening his ears in realisation as he and his classmates turned their heads to Enzo, who had his head in his arms as he napped, "Phew, he's not listening" He breathed a sigh of relief

"I'm listening, so be quiet" Enzo's muffled voice replied, scaring the student as he cowered in his seat and hurriedly apologised. He raised his head to see Ann Takamaki walk in his direction, giving him a small nod and forced smile before sitting in the seat 2 seats away from him.

He acknowledged her nod by raising and lowering his eyebrows once before going back to his nap. Unfortunately, his nap was interrupted by Kawakami smacking a pile of papers on her desk.

"Good morning, Class 2-D, it's nice to see a few familiar faces again this year" Kawakami began speaking, her face looking tired and voice sounding tired as usual, "If you don't know me, my name's Sadayo Kawakami, but call me Miss Kawakami. Since it's the first day, we'll start off light by doing some introductions... starting with Mishima" She said, pointing at Misihima, causing him to jump up from his seat, stubbing his knee against his desk in the process.

The students chuckled as they watched Mishima wince in pain, before forcing himself to firm the pain as he introduced himself, "M-my name's Yuuki Mishima... nice to meet you guys" He then sat down in his seat and lowered his head.

"Thanks, Mishima. Next" And so, Kawakami went around pointing at the students to introduce themselves one by one, until eventually, "And finally" pointing her finger at Enzo.

"Enzo Akamatsu" He answered bluntly and dryly, remaining seated as he rested his chin on his hand which was supported by his desk.

"Well done, class" Kawakami clapped her hands, congratulating the class for doing something as simple as introducing themselves, "Since we have 20 minutes left, feel free to do whatever you want until classes start- No leaving the class." She said sternly, going back to her seat and swiping through her phone, occasionally looking up to check on the class.

No longer in the mood to nap for today, Enzo took his phone out from his pocket and opened his messages. He quickly replied to Ryuji before opening his chat with another, older friend of his

[Enzo: Yo, what you doing?] He waited a few minutes until he finally got a reply

[???: Just finished beating some dudes up who said they were stronger than me. You?] Looking at the message, Enzo couldn't help but sigh while shaking his head

[Enzo: In class]

[???: Ah, right. Forgot you returned to high school. Man, do I miss those days... beating up most of the school, becoming top dog. Miss those times] 

[Enzo: Right. Anyway, I got another fight coming up for the group. I think a construction site is on the line or something] 

[???: What the fuck?! Another!? Oh fuck no, I haven't had a fight in ages. Talk to you later] He sighed, thinking to himself 'That's because you only recently recovered, dumbass... Maybe I should tell him that that'll be my last Kengan match'.

Closing his messages and placing his phone on his desk, Enzo looked up at the roof and closed his eyes, 'Apologies, Mr. Kazuo' he forgave the man for what he was going to have to deal with, before the bell rang, signalling the end of class.

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