Malcom: Come on Drake, we can't be late on the first day.
Drake: *Walking casually down the street*
Malcom: Why are you so calm?
Drake: Because we're going to be late anyways.
Malcom: No we're not.
Drake: Where's the school?
Malcom: .....Fuck!
-----30 minutes later-----
Malcom: Alright I got directions,
Drake: See, rather than us realizing we don't know where we're going-
Malcom: Why the fuck are you so calm, what happened about being excited in Japan.
Drake: I'm trying to be that one chill badass in the anime remember?
Malcom: Okay then what am I?
Drake: I don't know...the one that talks a lot and gets mad when he's called short.
Malcom: *Clenches fist* I'm not short, I'm taller than the entire population here...got it.
Drake: That's what we think, but people are going to compare you with me.
Malcom: *Feels like he's been shot*
Drake: And the realism is you're short.
Malcom: *Falls like he's shot in the head* You won't last long...*Chuckles* Wait until you sit next to a girl...you'll surely cave in...
Drake: The odds of that are slim, most animes have a majority of guys in their class.
------Later in homeroom------
Drake looks around his seat sweating realizing the he and Malcom were the only guys in class. Malcom was smiling looking out the window as Drake is in the middle surrounded.
Malcom: *Mouths the words* Where are the other guys?
Drake: *Mouths* Help.....me
Malcom: He's hopeless when it comes to women.
???: Hey, you're not from here are you?
Malcom: Isn't it obvious, why you ask?
???: Oh uh *Blushes* I thought I should let you borrow my notes. Ms. Akiyama is pretty strict when it comes to homework.
Malcom: You don't say huh? *Gasps*
???: What's wrong?
Malcom looks at all the Kanji across the paper.
Malcom: Uhh...I can't read this?
???: Wha- is my handwriting that bad?
Malcom: N-no that's no it, me and my friend over there aren't from here. We're from America.
???: Oh so you only know english...that's going to be tough for when she writes stuff on the board.
Malcom: You can say that again.
???: No biggie I'll help translate for you.
Malcom: Really, isn't that weird to do to a guy you just met.
???: Not if I'm trying to get closer to you.
Malcom: What was that?
???: *Snaps back into reality* Huh I said my name is Nanami. What's yours?
Malcom: The names Malcom, Malcom Davis?
Nanami: Well nice to meet you Davis-San.
Malcom: Nah just call me Malcom.
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Futatsu no Kuroi o to Nihon no Mahou
FantasyThe first book of the Chronicle Series This story is about a school kids attend that they thought was a regular one, but turns out it goes way deeper. It turns out they have been put in an awesome school where people get a weapon of their choice an...
