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Who: Mukuro [youwillbe_mist] and Gokudera [hurricanebomber]
Where: Somewhere in the school
When: After classes on Friday, 5/6
Rating: PG-13 for violence, language, and unlicensed dentistry
Summary: Mukuro's a creep with a pair of pliers.
The Story:

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[youwillbe_mist]

Mukuro could already tell that this school sucks. He'd been here two days, three if he counted the vague memory of moving all his belongings into that tiny room but it just happened to fast, and there is definitely nothing here worth his time.

He'd taken up one of the classrooms, Home Economics it looked like, as his own and since anyone had yet to stop him, for all intents and purposes he'd considered it as his new class-skipping territory. Only there's no fun in having your own territory without someone to rule over.

That had to change.

Looking to alleviate his boredom, he crossed the room and slid the door open just in time to see some other student walk down the hallway. Now while that guy didn't quite look like subject material (Mukuro would say more...'insufferable prick'), he wasn't in the mood to wait for someone else.

Friendly smile? Check.
Pleasant voice? Check.
Unaware target? Chec--skjgfj get back here, sir.

"Hey! Can you come help me with something in here really fast?"

[hurricanebomber]

Gokudera pauses to look back at this new guy, recognizing him only because he's Ryuho's roommate now. That alone is reason enough to dislike him.

That and his ridiculous haircut.

"With what?"

[youwillbe_mist]

Insufferable prick, indeed. Mukuro keeps his manner friendly only because he has just dictated this guy needs to be brought down a peg.

"I need to move all the desks in here. There's a lot of them," he lies without hesitation.

[hurricanebomber]

"Tch. You can't do it yourself?" Gokudera grimaces, but is already starting back toward the door.