forum A roleplay for @Gonta_Gokuhara!

Started December 01, 2021 by Deleted user

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"Maybe you should think about what people have been through before you make comments like that!" Jay proceeds to turn the volume of his music up, sighing to himself as Ren walks away.

She hears his parting words and laughs. "Does it look like I'm the type of person that cares?" she mutters.

She starts heading off in the direction of her first class, History.

"I half hope he's there, so I can possibly mess with him some more…" she whispers, grinning.

Coincidentally, Jay also happens to have history that hour. As he walks to the classroom, he looks at the ground, not wanting to socialize. If anyone made an attempt, he couldn't hear them over his music. Upon arriving, he sits in the back, isolating himself from the rest of the class.

Ren sees him walk in.

Oh, this is too good! she thinks, going to the back of the class, right next to Jay.

She snickers silently, then gets out her phone and starts scrolling through Pinterest, finding images of stuff that she could possibly use later.

Jay doesn't look at her as she sits next to him. He simply grabs his sketchbook and his art supplies as he begins to draw. He is a lot calmer when in his own little world, creating characters and working on their personalities and such. It was just his way of coping with everything.

Ren giggles at a horrifying image and saves it for later. She puts her phone away after a couple more seconds and leans over to Jay, writes something and passes it over to him.

You know, if you don't want people to be assholes don't be an asshole to them. is all the note said.

At first, Jay doesn't acknowledge the note. As he is focused on his art and listening to music, it is rather easy for him to ignore the world for a few more minutes. Once class starts, he'll have to stop, but, currently, he is busy with everything else. If one would look closely at him, they would notice a small smile on his face.

Ren watches Jay out of the corner of her eye. The teacher walks in and introduces herself. Ren just ignores her, continuing to watch Jay.

What is his deal? Doesn't he see the note?

As class starts, Jay slowly comes back into reality, removing one of his earbuds and lowering the volume of his music. He sees the note sitting on his desk, and he reads it, but he doesn't have much of a reaction to it. He isn't in the mood to care about what others think of him.

Ren sees him pick up the note and read it, then not react.

Damn it, why doesn't this kid get annoyed or angry? she wonders, irritated.

She sighs, then grabs out her own notebook and continues on the drawing she left off on: a grisly murder scene. She smirks as she works on it, knowing that nobody would suspect her as the murderess.

By this point in life, Jay was far too used to people saying negative things to him to care. It would take something new and even worse than everything he's already been told to get a response of anger or annoyance out of him. There were things that upset him, but they were rarely comments directed towards himself.

He sighs as he continues a drawing. He's still listening to the teacher, but he's working on his art as well.

Ren eventually finishes her own drawing and grins. Perfect. She stows it away in her bag.

She looks over to find Jay still working on his own art, and sighs. What does a girl have to do to get noticed? Kill something?

Jay is just the kind of person who easily gets lost in his own little world, especially when he was drawing. If Ren knew that, it would be clear that it took a lot to get him to notice people. This was even more so when he was listening to music.

Ren sighs again. When class ends, she just lets him be. Hopefully I have him the hour after this one.

She waits out the hour, then goes to her next class, watching to see if he enters the room.

By some coincidence, Jay does happen to have this class with her as well. Much like the previous class they had, Jay sits in the back of the classroom before grabbing his sketchbook.

Ren follows him and just looks at him, stunned that someone could ignore her so easily. Even if they are focused on art and music.

What the fuck? Do I just need to stab him or something?

Given that Jay already hated society on top of the fact that he was listening to music at full volume and was drawing, most people knew he wouldn't be responding to them. Most didn't approach him, though.

She just sighs and turns to the front of the class, then growls, loudly, when she sees the teacher.

"Hey, Professor Bitch, up here! Yeah, me! What the fuck is rong with you?" she shouts, the teacher looking stunned that she remembered him.

"Yeah, I've got a complaint against you. Watch who you assault next time."

Jay simply sighs as this happens. He doesn't question it, nor does he really care. He knows something happened, but it isn't his business, and this isn't the first time he's heard a student insult one of the teachers. He just focuses his attention on drawing, as usual.

The rest of the class titters, and she smirks. The professor continues class with a noticeable avoidance of the back rows, where she and Jay were. After class, she turns to Jay.

"So… I don't care what you think. Honestly, I don't even care if you say no. But we're going to go out for some coffee." she smirks, yanking out one of his earbuds.

"Can you not touch my earbuds?" Jay glares at her as he goes to put it back in. "However, if you want my attention that badly, I'll go with you." He doesn't trust her, not in the slightest, but he is fed up with her constant annoying behavior and attempts to give his attention. He stands up, looking at her once more. "Well, with that out of the way, let's go."

Ren laughs at Jay's glare and boops his nose, knowing he won't like it. "Good." she throws over her shoulder, walking out of the room and flipping off the teacher. She waits outside the door for Jay.

"Please don't touch me." He walks out of the classroom, following Ren despite hating her presence. "Anyways, with all of that aside, why don't we just head to get our coffee now?"

"Why not?" she asks, turning and booping his nose again. She turns again, then starts walking towards an emergency exit door. "Sure." she tosses over her shoulder.

"Could you possibly try to respect my boundaries?" The annoyance in his tone grew since the last time he spoke, showing how annoyed he was getting. "Anyways, let's just go."