Finally... End of the day
For the next two periods, Gorou went through hell. Number 1: History was one of the most confusing subjects ever. Not only that, his teacher would also get so emotional about Hitler and the Anzacs. It even got to the point that she would start balling her eyes out with tears.
Number 2: He had sport. Now Gorou was a fit person and he did not mind doing sport but when he had to tackle older boys who were 10 times his weight, then he was not looking forward to it. He also had a really small frame, which didn't help him at all.
But after another hour of torture, it was finally end of the day. He had collapsed onto the field, face first. The rest of the class started walking back into the hallways towards their lockers.
"Hey, you okay?" Itto jogged up to the collapsed Gorou and wiped his forehead from the sweat that was starting to gather there.
"Yeah. Just tired." Gorou replied, turning over to lay on the grass on his back.
"Want me to carry you prince charming?" Itto joked, chuckling holding his hand out for Gorou.
"Uh, no thanks." He rolled his eyes and giggled before taking Itto's hand.
"So how are you finding the school?" Itto asked while they started walking back.
"I like it a lot!" He replied, looking at Itto.
They stayed silent until reaching their locker.
"Hey Gorou, I was wondering..." His voice trailed off while he opened the locker.
"Yeah, what is it Itto?" Gorou asked, curiously.
"Would you like to join my club?" He asked, opening the locker.
"Do you mean a night club?" Gorou looked at him confused.
"WHAT?! NO!" Itto jumped, shocked at Gorou's response.
"Then what kind of club?" Gorou asked, just like a dumb kid.
"A school club?" He responded, waiting for Gorou's reply.
"So a school night club?" He asked.
Then that was when Itto went crazy. This stupid kid (Gorou) didn't even know what a school club was, but he somehow knew what a night club was. Where was the logic in that? Itto started speaking gibberish before whacking his head on the wooden locker.
"Ah! Don't do that Itto, you'll hurt yourself." Gorou spoke, trying to cushion Itto's head from the locker. But obviously, he was too short. Itto was like a giant compared to him. Actually, a lot of the guys in the school were just like giants. The thought of this sent shivers up Gorou's spine.
"What's the point in living if a high school student doesn't even know what a school club is. But knows what a night club is." Itto replied, continuing his ritual.
"Satan, take me." Gorou kicked Itto's long leg.
"Nuh-uh Mister." He decided to keep kicking his leg. If some random kid had decided to go through that hallway, and look towards the lockers, then they would see some tall ass giant whacking his head on the locker while a little ant kicking his leg.
"You know what, I'll uh... teach you?" Itto stopped whacking his head and stood up straight, proud. But of himself obviously, not Gorou.
"Okay." Gorou lost his balance for a second before regaining it.
"Let's go." Itto banged his lockers door, closing it and started walking off, his bag hanging on one of his shoulders.
"Wait for me!" Gorou was a very slow person. By the time he put his bag on both his shoulders, Itto was near the end of the hallway.
"Are you serious!" Itto groaned from the end of the hallway and walked back to Gorou to help him carry his books.
"Thank you." Gorou smiled softly at Itto, pulling a few heart strings and making it thump loudly in his chest.
"U-uh. No problem." Itto was honestly confused, how could a simple smile make his heart thump? Especially by a new kid? So many questions went around his head, completely distracting him.
"ITTO!" Gorou yells out, catching Itto's full attention.
"What?" He asked, turning around to look at him.
"YOU'RE GOING TO WALK STRAIGHT INTO-" Before he could continue, Itto bumped into something... more like someone.
"Hey watch it kid!-" Itto looked at the guy in front of him.
"..." It was the principle.
"OH MY GOD!" Itto's mouth extended so much, gasping.
"What were you saying?" A tall ginger man helped up Mr Zhongli while smiling at Itto.
"U-uhm." Itto started stuttering, avoiding all eye contact with the ginger man.
"Mr Zhongli are you okay?" He asked, moving his attention to the principle.
"Yes, thank you." Mr Zhongli replied before looking at Itto.
"Are you okay Itto?" He asked, looking down at him.
"Y-yeah! Never been better!" He quickly got up and stood on his two feet.
"You better not treat Mr Zhongli like that again kid." The ginger hissed at Itto before holding the principles waist and walking out with him.
"You betterh not treath Mr Zhongli like that again kidh." Itto mocked, making facial expressions and waving his arms around like a mad man.
"Uh Itto?" Gorou came from behind him, looking up at him.
"Yes brat?" Itto replied, looking down at him.
"What happened to teaching me what a 'club' is?" Gorou asked, keeping eye contact.
"Be patient. I was having a moment." He huffed, standing up proudly again and continuing his walk down the hallway.
"Hurry up. I ain't gonna wait for you." He mentioned, slowly shaking his head side to side as if he was listening to a song.
"Coming!" Gorou started running again. Gosh why was he so fast, he thought to himself.
They kept walking down the long hallway, but in Gorou's case, he was running, trying to keep up. One of Itto's steps was like 4 of Gorou's.
"Itto!" Gorou yelled out with his last breath before getting down on all fours, completely out of breath.
"What?" He replied, not bothering to turn around.
"Tired." Was his reply.
"Ugh, fine I'm cominggg!~" Itto turned back around and walked back to Gorou. Sitting down on the floor next to him.
"I'll wait for you to gain your strength and breath again." Itto took out an energy bar from his bag and offered it to Gorou, turning his head away.
"Thank you Itto." He took the energy bar and ate it like he was about to die.
"Uhm, Itto can I ask you something." Gorou spoke half way through his bar.
"Sure brat." Itto turned his head around to look at Gorou. He watched every bite Gorou took from the bar which was kinda creepy but he didn't realise he was even doing it.
"Who was that ginger haired guy? Is that Mr Zhongli's brother?" He asked, looking up at Itto with chocolate and oatmeal covering both his lip and anything near it.
"That is Mr Zhongli's-"