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Chapter Three: Monday Mornings


Feeling like nothing mattered anymore, his whole body shaking furiously as you could see through Budo's clothing that he was tensing up quickly. His bed sheets were soaked from top to bottom with his own sweat as his aching eyes were squeezed shut tightly.

"N-no this can't be!"

Budo said out loudly in his sleep, his veins becoming more noticeable on his bruised knuckles as he clenched his fists on his white pillow. Gradually he felt himself waking up to the obnoxious sound of beeping in his ears. He shot awake like the speed of light that you could easily see the bloodshot in his eyes. His heartbeat was beating faster than ever before as you could hear his shaky breath.

"It was just a dream..."

Budo mumbled to himself as he hung his head low, his once soft black locks now were greasy oily strands of black messy hair that hung over his sharp piercing grey eyes. Groaning softly he swung his weak legs over the bedside, his feet landing on the clean wooden floor as he used his hands to push himself up and off of the bed.

"Ugh... What day is it...?"

Budo said, grabbing his alarm clock to see that the time was 7.30 am on a Monday morning. Great, what a nice way to start off the schooling year. Rolling his eyes while groaning loudly he slammed his only alarm clock into his bedside table, grabbing his new shiny phone from his chest of draws, placing it on charge as he trudged his way to the closet.

"Why today..."

Budo said, his voice filled with hate as he opened the closet door, grabbing his uniform for the day. Silently he walked towards his bathroom, setting his uniform on a set of hangers. Then he went back to his chest of draws tiredly, grabbing a pair of underwear with him. Walking back to the bathroom door he opened it, creaking loudly as he opened it, shutting it closed; he hung his uniform on the handle at the back of the bathroom door.

Groaning softly, he started to strip out of his nightwear and place it in one spot on the clean tiled bathroom floor. Glancing at the reflective mirror he looked at himself and all his nude glory, his arms hanging by his sides as he felt dirty and grimy. After a few minutes of glancing at his body he turned his full body slowly towards the shower.

Silently he opened the dry shower door, walking in as he turned both hot and cold handles to the left, letting the refreshing water run down his sweaty body. Moving his greasy head under the clean water his mood instantly changed from behind sad tired and depressed to being more lively and happy. Bending down to the floor he grabbed his shampoo and squirted 5 it five times into his right hand, putting half of it in his left hand.

Standing back up more straight he placed both hands in his hair, massaging his aching head as he lathered his black locks in shampoo. Some of the shampoo was falling down his ivory back as he leaned back under the showerhead, rinsing the shampoo out of his head, he used the same massaging method as before as it made his aching head more relaxed and less stressed.

Humming his favorite song he kneeled back down, sitting on the shower floor as his head was under the lukewarm water. Suddenly he shut his eyes, leaning back on the cold wet shower wall as something passed through his train of thought. Something nice for once. His mind picked up the pieces as it formed into a familiar girl that he saw walk past one school afternoon. He felt a blush form on his baby cheeks as felt a kiss on his lips, this was only a daydream though. Quickly he jolted his eyes open, shaking his head in embarrassment

"Snap out of it Budo!"

Quickly he got up onto his feet, turning the shower handles to the right as he was opening the shower door he felt some sort of presence with him but it wasn't eerie, thank god. Tensing up slightly he grabbed his grey towel, wrapping it around him as he dried himself. After he dried himself he used the same towel and started to dry his wet hair. After a few minutes he dried his hair he hung his towel and looked in the reflective shiny mirror again, flexing his biceps. Gosh he loved himself a lot when he was in a happy mood.

"Ahh... Nothing better than a good flex in the morning..."

After he flexed he turned back to his bathroom door and grabbed the lone uniform along with his underwear, turning back to the mirror as he put both items on his fit body, grabbing his hairbrush and brushing his clean black locks into his normal hair everyday. After a few adjustments on his hair he placed his hairbrush down, grabbing his blue toothbrush and toothpaste. Placing the right end of his toothbrush under the water pipe of the sink he turned the cold water on, wetting the bristles of his brush, squirting a little amount of toothpaste on as he closed the tap's water system off, brushing his teeth as he closed the lid to the toothpaste and putting it where it belongs.

"Oh how good it feels to be fresh again..."

Budo thought to himself as he spat out some of the toothpaste, along with some of his disgusting saliva down the drain as he turned the tap's water system on again, rinsing the bristles of the toothbrush then drying it with his small hanging towel beside him. Grabbing the bottle of mouthwash he poured some into his fresh clean mouth, swishing and swashing it then gargling it quietly. After gargling for a few minutes he spit out the rest of the fluids in his mouth into the sink as he flicked some water to where it landed, making the sink clean. Grabbing his little towel he wiped his mouth, turning the opposite way to head out of the bathroom and into his own bedroom.

Opening the creaking bathroom door again to his bedroom he turned the light back off, closing it. Walking to his satchel bag near his desk he started to pack some books for the day. Putting the satchel on his left shoulder and holding the handle with his right hand then he proceeded to put his red armband on his left arm, representing that he was an owner of a club. The martial arts club to be exact. Walking back over to the closet he grabbed his martial arts headband, wrapping it around his forehead and tying it at the back, feeling happy with himself. Budo then walked back to the chest of draws, grabbing his phone and removing it off charge as he grabbed his house keys which were beside his phone. Sighing happily he walked to his bedroom door and opened it in an orderly fashion, closing it and running down the stairs, doing a small jump and kick at the last steps.

"I wish someone could live with me... But that won't happen. Yet."

After mumbling that under his breath he turned towards the front door, walking towards it as he unlocked it then opening it. He stepped out into the warm fresh air, breathing it all in as he turned back around and shut the door behind him, locking it as he put his phone and keys in his front pocket, starting to walk the long route to school.

Along the way he encountered someone... 

It was Ayano.

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