[ Sensei stands quietly at the head of the class today as class filters in, all obviously exhausted from the Halloween party last night
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[Reluctantly, oh so reluctantly, Chikusa had written quite an elaborate poem. It was full of fancy things he'd learnt while he was here like enjambment, iambic pentameter, congruence and parallelism, and to be quite honest, he was a little proud of it. So much so, in fact, that he decided against turning it in and chose to keep it for himself. Nothing to do with the fact that he didn't want to tell teachers more than they needed to know about him, nope. Instead, he shoved together a six stanza poem of rhyming couplets, which went like this.]
My best friend 'Til the end.
Will be there, I won't despair.
Pulling me through, I appreciate you.
Guide my hand, Just as planned.
I will follow, Every tomorrow.
My best friend, 'Til the end.
[After chewing on his pen for a good few minutes, the bespectacled emo kid amateur poet came to the conclusion that his father was his worst enemy. He didn't have a lot to say about him, though. Or put it this way - he did, but nothing that he could hand in to the school staff without arousing concerns. Instead, have a short and sweet version.]
Condescending, confusing, complete cunt; Hell. I will kill you. Indifference.
My best friend
'Til the end.
Will be there,
I won't despair.
Pulling me through,
I appreciate you.
Guide my hand,
Just as planned.
I will follow,
Every tomorrow.
My best friend,
'Til the end.
[After chewing on his pen for a good few minutes, the bespectacled emo kid amateur poet came to the conclusion that his father was his worst enemy. He didn't have a lot to say about him, though. Or put it this way - he did, but nothing that he could hand in to the school staff without arousing concerns. Instead, have a short and sweet version.]
Condescending, confusing, complete cunt;
Hell.
I will kill you. Indifference.
Kick you and defenestrate you.
Undeniable, unavoidable, unbelievably unfair;
Shame.
Apathy.
[LOL IDEK YOU GUYS;;;;;;;i'm listening to death metal rn]
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It doesn't surprise me.
I've already handed them in.
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Y'KNOW I'VE SEEN YOU STUFFING THEM IN THERE.
[Pointing at your pockets.]
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[His slender hands follow the paper into his pockets and he watches Ken expectantly.]
Write a haiku.
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[He tilts his head to the side until it's almost resting on his shoulders.]
A haiku ..? [Shrugging his shoulders.] Naaaa, just show me yours!
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