Assignment 1

[hitman_teachers]

[ Your newest red-haired sensei is standing at the front of the class, puffing at a cigarette and looking less-than-enthused to be here.

Behind him, written on the board, is his first assignment.

Assignment 1:
Write a letter to your 10-years-older self.He takes a long drag on his cigarette before exhaling

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[erytophiliac]

Byakuran only has to think for a moment before he begins to scribble out a hopelessly run on, crammed together scrawl of his immediate thoughts.

Dear Ten-Years-Later Byak-kun,

How are things, married to Shou-chan? I'm certain they're great, whether or not he fulfilled his dream of becoming a rock star. In truth, him trussed up as a housewife is ideal- though I don't know how well he'd do with the lunches. One thing though- housewives, you always have to watch them. I've seen many 'Baked Good Supplies' kingpins crumble when their neglected mistresses and lovers turned to pool boys or maids for refuge. In our case, it's probably best to avoid leaving him alone with any attractive mechanics. Assuming Span-chan is alive and well, which I most dearly and sincerely hope- even if I would understand if you did anything unavoidable.
Rivalry status aside, however, life and friendship at Hitman High has shown me that it is very good to have technology on your side- I can't break into Span-chan's room at all! You should hire him to build us some special Gesso Flour Brand robots to guard the shipments and supply. Less likely for people to skim off of the profits if there's a big scary metal-man in their faces! Working is probably immensely stressful for you, handsome sir, which inevitably leads us to the topic of candy- I love Namimori Creampuffs! I get them so easily down here, and of course, every time I bite into their delicate, flaky crust and get a mouthful of that succulent, rich cream, I think of precious Shou-chan. You've kissed him, already, right? I bet it's wonderful- so far all I've received is a kick in the teeth, but it all worked out very well. Oh, no need to worry about getting shot at, future self! Shou-chan is incurably adorable when treating a wound. Bonus points if it's a wound he caused- though I can't really imagine Shou-chan ever shooting at us. Can he even use a gun? No, it's probably best to just leave him to guitars and aprons.
Is the apron green, like his eyes? With frills? I bet this........

It goes on like this for at least 5 pages.]