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‘Ello, ‘ello.

The WiFi on my PC isn’t workin’ correctly, so I’m trynna fix it right now. I’ll be hopping on and off for minutes at a time because I’m also trying to talk to a friend on ROBLOX. ))

ok then

I got it workin' actually quite a while ago. 'Er- you ready-? ))

yes i am)

'Ight. Do you want to start or should I-…? ))

i can start) haru was walking in the hallway to the classroom and was on his phone and had his headphones on and some of your friends were talking with you

Corax leaned against the lockers, beset by his thoughts, while his friends conversed loquaciously around him. The young man had recently undertaken a session with his therapist, which had left him engrossed in his reminiscences and sentiments. Corax, with idle gestures, leafed through the pages of his notebook, replete with his thoughts and sketches.

Haru sauntered by, engrossed with his phone and earphones, heedless of his immediate environment. Corax observed his passing with a passing transience of interest yet felt disinclined to engage with him. He elected to observe his peers from an intangible distance, pondering their personalities and motivations.

When his circle of acquaintances dissipated, Corax receded into himself, placing his pad and pencil within his backpack. He could feel the weight of his depression bearing down on him, but he made a conscious effort to push it aside and focus on the present moment. His eyes averted to the ceiling, and he involuntarily recoiled at the memory that flashed through his mind. It was a recollection of himself plunging from great heights, his body careening towards the earth, a testament to his acrophobia, a haunting purview of his mind.

Corax took a deep breath, centering himself. He straightened his shoulders, adjusted his bag, and made his way down the hall.

haru kept looking at his photo of him and his childhood friend which was corax haru had moved away for 4 years and finally came back he was about 17 now 

Corax had always been an attentive observer, and he was profoundly aware of Haru's presence. His acute intuition and perception had allowed him to deduce, from the slightest changes in Haru's demeanor, that he was preoccupied with something. Corax had always been attentive to his peers' behaviors, their emotional states, and their relationship dynamics. He was always curious about the people around him, and today was no different.

As he walked past Haru, Corax noticed the photo on his phone's screen. Corax's fingers twitched with a sudden pang of longing and nostalgia, and he felt a pang of regret seep through him. They had been close friends when Haru had moved away, and Corax had felt the absence keenly. However, they had remained in contact sporadically via social media, and the occasional text message.

Corax felt an inexplicable urge to reach out to Haru and renew their friendship. But he hesitated; he didn't know Haru's state of mind, and he didn't want to come off as invasive. He decided to bide his time and wait for the opportune moment. For the time being, Corax would focus on his classes and wait for the right moment to reconnect with Haru.

haru walks to class and sat down in the back row while taking his headphones off

haru started to read a book

Corax progressed towards his designated classroom, preoccupied with the idea of renewing his connection with Haru. Arriving at his destination, he sought out a spot near the window, taking in the picturesque view of the luscious environment outside. The morning sunlight glimmered through the leaves, casting a golden hue upon the ground, which Corax admired in a tranquil state.

Once the lecture commenced, Corax meticulously opened his notebook, and with his pen in hand, he focused primarily on the lesson, maintaining an unwavering concentration. His discerning mind and quick wits allowed him to thrive in the academic environment.

Periodically, Corax’s gaze would drift towards the back of the classroom, where Haru was situated, analyzing the boy's mental state and purpose. From the corner of his eye, he observed Haru's intent focus upon his book, expressed by his furrowed brow and rigid posture.

Despite his yearning to connect with Haru, Corax ignored those thoughts as he did not want to be distracted during the lecture. He patiently waited for the class session to end before gathering his possessions and leaving. While departing, Corax acknowledged Haru with a courteous nod, displaying an amiable gesture of goodwill towards him. Though he wanted to engage in conversation, Corex recognized the importance of respecting Haru's personal space and decided to wait for an opportune moment to reconnect. Until then, he would emphasize his studies and await the proper occasion to rekindle his friendship with Haru.

haru was walking when another guy came over and took his phone and held it up over haru's head, haru yelled “give me my phone!!!” he tried jumping up to grab his phone 

Upon exiting his classroom, Corax was jolted by the noise emanating from the adjacent corridor where a group of students gathered and shouted in a frenzied manner. Melding through the throngs, he came face to face with Haru who was wrestling to retrieve his phone from the towering and brawny visage of a senior. Regrettably, Corax recognized the senior as one of the school's notorious bullies who was famed for his belligerent behavior. In that moment, Corax's only hope was that Haru would be able to regain possession of his mobile and flee with minimal injury.

With bated breath, Corax elbowed his way through the sea of students towards Haru and snapped his eyes on the altercation. Haru was desperately leaping, endeavoring to snatch his gadget from the senior who was seizing it. His cacophonous cries echoed as he demanded to be handed his phone back.

Alas, the senior grabbed ahold of Haru's hair, dragged him off the ground and flung him towards the lockers. Upon seeing this blatant act of violence take place, Corax grew incensed, and determined to intervene on Haru's behalf.

"Hey, leave him alone!" Corax thundered, standing up to the bully and positioning himself between Haru and the senior. "Back off, man!"

After scrutinizing Corax, the senior narrowed his eyes and snickered malevolently. "Stay out of this, punk. This is none of your business."

In defiance of his natural predilection to avoid conflict, Corax remained resolute and steadfast in his determination to protect Haru from further harm. Nevertheless, he kept his distance from the bully as he spoke up in a clear and unwavering tone. "I am making it my business. Give Haru his phone at once, or you shall face the consequences."

Regrettably, despite his fervent entreaties, the importunate bully remained obstinate and proceeded with his relentless assault upon Corax. The hapless young man, seized with a torrential surge of apprehension, was frantically attempting to elude his assailant, who attacked him with a bewildering flurry of blows. 

In a brazen move, the loutish bully lunged at Corax, endeavoring to overpower him by plunging him to the ground. Nonetheless, Corax's agile mind worked in overdrive, allowing him to adroitly dodge the attacker's thrust by stepping aside, narrowly averting the assault. However, despite his remarkable efforts, the brawny bully eventually subdued Corax, immobilizing him against the lockers with his sturdy arms. 

Corax's chest heaved with great strain as his back remained pressed firmly against the frigid metal lockers, his thoughts awash with trepidation and an adrenaline-induced frenzy. It was imperative for him to remain composed, for any imprudent gesture could only serve to further antagonize his aggressor.

"Let me go," expressed Corax with a tone that was resolute but measured. "There is no need to escalate the situation any further."

The senior chortled, emanating a breath that felt like burning fire against Corax's visage. "You really think you can talk your way out of this, little man? You are nothing but a feeble-minded weakling."

Without heeding to the insults, Corax maintained unwavering eye contact with the senior.

Though his anxiety facilitated a sense of panic within him, Corax abstained from physical confrontation. Rather, he attempted to maneuver out of this mess by keeping his composure and hoping for an amicable resolution.

As the antagonist loomed over him, Corax searched for an exit while using language as his sole defense. "Just let me go. You think this is going to solve anything?"

However, the senior responded with an intensified grip, causing Corax to suppress a painful reaction. The probability of emerging from this situation unscathed was dwindling, and the agony was beginning to take its toll on Corax. He bit his lips in an effort to stifle a scream while the bully relished inflicting unhappiness upon him. "What's wrong, little man? Can't handle a little pain?" taunted the senior. 

Corax shut his eyes, endeavoring to ignore the sensation of pain as well as the sound of his oppressor's jeering voice. He murmured repeatedly to himself, "This will end. This will end." Eventually, after what seemed like an eternity, the bully let him go, laughing as he strutted away. Corax leaned on the lockers, dizzy and nauseated. The other students dispersed, leaving Corax by himself, humiliated and in pain. As his teeth chattered in discomfort, he shut his eyes once more attempting to calm himself. But, when he opened his hand, it had Haru's phone. Corax had orchestrated the altercation on purpose, using it as a distraction to retrieve his friend's captured device.

haru quickly ran at the bully and kicked him to the ground and yelled “DON”T EVER TOUCH HIM AGAIN YOU MOTHERFUCKER!!!!!!"