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Post by Hasegawa Masaru on Sept 2, 2011 18:03:50 GMT -5
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It's not like it was going to help him anyway. He was just born to fail, it was a fact of life for him. He'd never succeeded in the past, so what was goin to change that? Masaru sighed, quickly closing the textbook as quietly as he could and instead pulling his sketchpad from his backpack. Goofing off was an option he preferred. He'd studied, now he got to relax. But as he started at the empty expanse of white in front of him, begging to be filled in with whatever came to find, he realized nothing seemed to form. No idea. No muse as it were. He'd not been able to think of anything for weeks now. Normally he could pull something out, even if it was just a simple doodle.
All he could think of was home. He'd moved out of that place a couple of months ago, but all he could ever think about was his father. It was his fault he was such a failure, wasn't it? His fault nothing he did worked out. His fault he was so pathetic. The thoughts crashed in the fifteen year olds mind as he stared down at the empty page. The pencil in his hand was just poised over it, ready to transfer the burning emotion and pain to the paper, but what would that accomplish? Masaru drew to improve his mood, not just remind him of the reasons he needed to escape.
Great. Now he needed a distraction from his distraction before he made a complete and utter fool of himself in public.[/style]
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Post by Suiyou Kai on Sept 3, 2011 16:46:16 GMT -5
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It was all in all a weird picture that he saw. Wasn´t school already over anyway? Usually people who sat here did so just before exams or to read a book. But that position the guy was in indicated he wasn´t reading stuff and not moving his hand.
Heck, what was that guy doing here anyway? Well, besides the obvious learning or reading. Kai edged closer to him and wondered why he did the same moment. It wasn´t as if he needed to hide from him. But still, there was something weird about that figure. Kai edged even closer and now stood beside the guy and looked at what he did while tilting his head. But he was doing nothing besides being a teenager and sitting there with a pained expression as if the world had just dropped on his shoulders and he was now supposed to carry it around a while.
"BOO." Kai called out loudly to scare the guy. If Kai hated anything more than silence and boredom it was people who stayed static and he didn´t mind being scolded by the library lady if he could break someone´s bad phase like this. Kai just hoped he didn´t give the guy a heart attack now. He would just grin and wait to see what kind of expression he would get to see, most likely a good one. It didn´t happen everyday that the vice president of the SC played a petty prank on someone.[/style]
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Post by Hasegawa Masaru on Sept 3, 2011 19:16:57 GMT -5
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By a rather surprising and completely unexpected yell from right next to him. The sound that managed to escape Masaru lips was less than the strong manly sound than he'd really want to give. Instead it was a rather loud and unwanted yelp of surprise, followed by him practically jumping off his seat. He managed to grab his skethpad to act as a shield, even if he had landed rather clumsily on the floor. Holding up his sketchpad, which had fallen open to reveal some of his less cheerful drawing. Those darker days before he moved out were full of them. Empty deserts, torn family pictures, anything could have been sprawled across the page, bearing his heart on paper.
But Masaru was yet to realize, instead staring up at who it was that had managed to completely catch him off guard, managing to finally stop his heart, that had been racing after he nearly jumped out of his skin. He tried to place the face, knowing he had seen the other man around the school and dorm a couple of times, but it took a moment to get the name. Kai something-or-other. He was the Vice-President of the school council if he could remember right.
"Kai-Senpai?" Masaru asked, albeit a bit meekly, wanting to make sure he was right in assuming who it was. There was a slightly cross look hinting his features, before realizing he was still holding the sketch pad in a defensive position and instead quickly closed it and put it back onto the desk. He quickly got to his feet, glad he hadn't landed too hard on his behind. What had the other student been thinking scaring him like that? [/style]
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Post by Suiyou Kai on Sept 4, 2011 7:18:29 GMT -5
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The emptiness he had filled with bad things, the adrenaline he had put into the loneliness, the boredom he had fought with anything he could get his hand on. He knew that there were as many reasons as there were words in human languages for pictures like this and so many more that couldn´t be put into words at all. May it be fear, anger, humiliation, family, friends, or in short everything. But still, Kai had broken the cycle and had formed another circle instead in which he had gotten out of this.
He sighed after ending his chuckling in a smirk and was happy that someone knew him without him first making introductions, those were a hassle all the time. After all, students usually reacted to a member of the SC like they did with teachers. Getting on his knees, he picked up a single paper with a desert, quite a good work actually but also screaming of loneliness. The longing for something... anything filling this paper. Without a word, he smiled at the guy and then spoke up. "Hope it wasn´t too much, but I hate it when people drown too deep in their own thoughts. So, what are you here for?" Kai spoke normally now, since no one had come by now, most likely the evening sun outside was the only one looking at them.
"I would guess studying from the books, but your drawings show something else. Need help?" Kai spoke this generally on purpose as he left open if it was with studying, drawing or anything else. He would only extend his hand as far as that guy wanted, but there might be no rope dangling down into the well of misery again so soon.[/style]
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Post by Hasegawa Masaru on Sept 4, 2011 10:46:09 GMT -5
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But it was as Kai looked at the page he was holding that Masaru though he saw something in the other students eye. Was that recognition? Almost like he'd been through it, but he quickly got rid of the thought. Even if he had, this was there first time actually meeting and such. Going anywhere near the topic of his art was something he didn't want. Instead he rubbed the back of his neck slightly embarrassed for the reaction he had given.
" No, you just knocked a couple of years off my life ," Masaru said, a joking smile upon his features, one he was far too well practiced at holding. One that he'd grown so used to using over the recent years. The comment about drowning in his thoughts was surprisingly fitting. Get lost in them until you didn't know up from down. " Well, I was meant to be studying...But I sort of got bored and just a bit distracted ," He added, embarrassment tinting his voice at quite how easily distracted he was. He was almost tempted to laugh at needing help. Kai had no idea how badly he needed it, but he'd never admit it. Never admit deep down he was such an insecure embarrassment. He was such a failure to his family.
" No thank you, I should be fine. I just needed a bit of extra time to understand something from Science class ," Masaru said, smiling like there was no problem. Inside he was screaming his problems, all of the things slowly tearing him apart, but he could never show it. Never drag anyone else down with him.[/style]
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Post by Suiyou Kai on Sept 4, 2011 12:07:18 GMT -5
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Well, Kai had had found something he wanted to do and then found the strength to change from it. Kai looked around and sighed. Well, seems he had been worried for nothing here. But something was still nagging at him. Using his finger, he moved up his glasses. "I see, so anyway. What´s your name? I gues you aren´t a third year from how you talk to me. And since I was just on stage most people have my name most likely still in mind." Actually he was one of those people you usually don´t forget about quickly. He had that hair after all and those sharp eyes, he usually hid behind a smile.
But all that made him kinda outstanding. He usually was also one of the best in class and being the vice president did not do any good for concealing himself. But that was his plan, as long as he was out in the open, he was forced to change
"Okay, studying, huh? I think there is no use in studying like this anyway." Kai waved around and encompassed the drawing board as well as the textbook. Studying was done best... well not alone. Picking up the book he looked through it waiting for a reaction, a smirk still on his face because the guy sounded so embarassed. It was something Kai still couldn´t leave alone, teasing people was still too much fun, even if he had toned down quite abit.
Kai sat down on the table and pulled out a note from his schol uniform, which seemed improbable to fit with normal means in there. It was stuffed full of pictures and sites over sites written on lined paper. It was from his time as he felt empty on the inside. Wanting to change. Everything else in there was school related though. Opening it up, he browsed through the pages and found what he was looking for. "The answer to that is the geothermal distribution through usual means. It sounded so weird I jotted it down, silly, huh?"[/style]
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Post by Hasegawa Masaru on Sept 4, 2011 17:48:13 GMT -5
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" Ah, I'm Hasegawa Masaru, first year student. It's a pleasure to meet you ," Masaru said, smiling. He wondered if there was any chance of him recognizing his surname. His sister was a pretty decent student, and the captain of the kendo club. Not that he particularly wanted that familial recognition. People began to guess what you were like just because your sibling or parents acted in a certain way. He very nearly reached out to stop the older teenager from stealing his study book, half tempted to have just escaped there before he was forced into more learning for the day, but he stopped himself.
Masaru watched with amusement as Kai produced the note from a pocket it really shouldn't have been able to fit in. He himself kept far too many pieces of paper with drawings or notes on in various pockets. It was one of the benefits of the uniform having several pockets. Plenty of places to hide paper so you didn't get told off for drawing all over your work. But as Kai pointed out what it was he was missing, he was pretty sure he pulled a look that said it all.
" Of course. How did I miss that?" Masaru grumbled, very tempted to add 'I'm such an idiot' to the end of that sentence, but thinking better of it. He wasn't completely sure why Kai had actually decided to stick around, but if it helped him get out of future problems with his teachers, it would probably be a good idea. Beside, he seemed like a pretty nice guy, and he really needed to start talking more with the others in the Dorm. Sticking to his room most nights was all well and good, but he did like knowing he had some friends in the building. [/style]
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Post by Suiyou Kai on Sept 5, 2011 7:27:37 GMT -5
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| [atrb=style, background: #9AB6EA; padding: 8px; border-top: 3px solid #525657; border-bottom: 3px solid #525657; opacity: 0.9][style=height: 375px; overflow: auto; font: 10px Tahoma; padding-right: 10px; text-align: justify; color: FFFFFF]Well, Kai didn´t really know, but if he knew that Masaru was thinking about holding up a mask, well... He had already seen the pictures, that reply as he had told him the answer, all were puzzle pieces to a very simple picture. Self confidence wasn´t something you just got, it was something that needed to be learned. Also, there was something about masks, holding them up created exhaustion which in fact resulted in people becoming more or less useless because all they can do is hold up their mask, until it fell down and they shattered together with their mask.
"I see." Kai said and slinked back a bit more on the table to sit a bit more comfortable. Hasegawa, huh? That name rang some bells, the kendo club president. Well. "Masaru, huh?" He said instead of his family name. "I´m Suiyou Kai, maybe you know my little brother as well?" Kai knew Masaru knew his name, but it just didn´t seem right not to officially announce his name after all. Even more so to a person he hadn´t seen before.
Kai thought about something as he put away his notebook and closed the book of Masaru that he had picked up. Looking to the side, he saw the sun slowly falling. This was indeed not the right time to study. And Masaru didn´t seem like he wanted to do any studying after all. "Say, wanna help me a bit sorting some stuff? It´s easy work, but time intense if not done with more people, just some sorting in the archive." What Kai didn´t add in the end was: That way you would have an excuse not to do this stuff at all. After all, I asked you for help.
Jumping off the table to stand normally again, he opened up the study book again and slowly turned leaf after leaf as he walked up to a shelf close to them. He was still waiting for an answer before he would do anything more. After all, there was a little secret right here.[/style]
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Post by Hasegawa Masaru on Sept 11, 2011 16:55:39 GMT -5
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[atrb=style, width: 40px; vertical-align: top;][style= border: 4px solid #7785a1; text-align: center; width: 100px; opacity: 0.5; margin-left: -90px; margin-top: -30px; ][/style]
| [atrb=style, background: #9AB6EA; padding: 8px; border-top: 3px solid #525657; border-bottom: 3px solid #525657; opacity: 0.9][style=height: 375px; overflow: auto; font: 10px Tahoma; padding-right: 10px; text-align: justify; color: FFFFFF] Masaru glanced up, catching the slightest hint of recognition at his surname. He would guess that was from knowing his sister, most people had heard of her. Whether it was for her grades, or because she was the captain of the Kendo club. Either way she well known for her success, whilst most people would never have an idea Masaru even existed. She was just so much better than him at everything, he just resided in her shadow. When Kai said his full name and mentioned a younger brother, he made the connection between him and another student in some of his classes.
" Oh, you're Railey's brother? I can remember he mentioned having a brother but not that he was the vice president of the student council ," Masaru said, pulling the normal warm smile. Sibling talk wasn't exactly a big favourite of his, but he could deal with it in small doses. When the older student mentioned helping out with stuff, Masaru almost jumped at the chance. Anything to get him out of studying. His attention span had all but run out during the day. At least this was giving him something to do that didn't involve sitting down and just seemingly endless writing and reading. Instead of giving in to the urge, he smiled politely and nodded, although the smile was far too happy for just a polite nod.
" I'd be happy to lend a helping hand ," Masaru said, starting to pack away before Kai had a chance to change his mind. He was the one that had asked for help, no way he was letting him change his mind now. Pretty soon the various sheets of paper that had scattered the desk were packed away in his bag, and he stood up from the chair. Masaru's gaze shifted to where Kai was walking, waiting for the other to lead the way to whatever job it was he was helping with. [/style]
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