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Who: Yuya and you
When: First week or so of October
Where: Around Campus
What: Yuya deals with the consequences of trying to kill people in a fae-induced haze.
Warnings: Trauma talk about violence, attempted murder, etc. Bullying??

[Face the Music]

[The year doesn't start like the others. The horror of what Yuya's done during the night of the Hunt sets in quickly--all the people he terrorized and hurt before he was pulled from it. Targetting his friends, dragging Odd-Eyes into a frenzy through his connection--so he doesn't make it to classes his first week back, so sick with himself.

But he can't hide forever. On the first of October he trudges through the halls to class, strangling his book bag in his arms with his head held down.

The whispers start in the hallway, but it isn't until he sits down at his desk and he looks up that he realizes how... wary some people are. Quick, nervous glances pointed his way and switching seats to put distance between them until he's isolated by empty desks.

Yuya stares ahead, hands trembling, completely lost to his classwork as he counts down the seconds until he can run out of there.]

[Penalty]

[He tries to avoid everyone everywhere else. That's easier for his friends, whose habits he knows better to dodge the hallways they go down, their rooms or lunch periods. But he doesn't know everyone he pursued, even rememeber all of them clearly, and sometimes when avoiding the crowd he's blindsided.

It's the girl, standing next to a boy a little taller than her. The one with the shield, and she's one he does recall immediately when he sees her--her arm wrapped in bandages and a tense recognition locking her whole body up when they make eye contact. Oh, he'd certainly tried to kill her.

Yuya takes a step back, croaking a weak sound from his throat as he tries to speak. To apologize, even if no words are going to be enough. Maybe he moves too quickly, or the wrong way, because the boy lunges into action immediately. He grabs Yuya's arm and shoves him against the wall, and Yuya curls in on himself.] You--

I'm sorry! [Like sorry is really enough, and doesn't he have every right to be mad at him? Doesn't she?]

[Extra Curricular]

[He sneaks by the sign up sheets for clubs towards the end of the day, where he thinks he can miss most of the people. His name is already on there, of course, as one of the first in preparation for running the club for the new year. Right next to Nana's.

Yuya grabs the pen connected to the clipboard, setting it firmly to the paper. He hesistates, biting his lip... then slowly drags it over his name, back and forth to cross it out.]

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[There's at least one student who doesn't bother to move to a different desk, though: a new girl that Yuya might have seen over the past week if he's been paying any attention at all, as she happens to have been assigned a room in the same building—on the same floor, even—as both Toki and himself. With her arrival at Daybreak having been after the Lunar Harvest, while she's aware by now that it had happened and has seen clear signs that it was a pretty rough time all around, she doesn't know just how badly it had gotten for some, but seeing how a number of her classmates are acting—Yuya himself included—she's getting a pretty good idea now.

There might be a few murmurs from some of those other students, questioning her apparent refusal to move; is she stupid, does she just not care, or what?]

[Yuya catches sight of Rebecca, staring in bewilderment. She looks way below his grade level, when did his classes line up with elementary schoolers...?

He blinks rapidly, then quickly turns away to shove his face into his book like he can hide from all his classmates. It's upside down.]

[She's actually a bit ahead of him, but circumstances prior to her coming here had left her lagging a little behind on some subjects, which would probably explain why there's an impossibly-young-looking tenth-grader sitting in on this particular class.

Not that he knows any of that.

The way he keeps trying to avoid looking at anyone, the way everyone else is avoiding him, and what whispers she does hear about not following suit herself, it all makes her consider speaking up, but doing anything that could cause a scene in the middle of class is probably not the greatest of ideas.

For now, it seems like the only real option is to wait it out.]

[The wait to the end of class is agonizing. But Yuya doesn't dare draw attention to himself by trying to leave early. If he looks up, if he reminds them he's here, he'll to see the way they look at him.

When the bell rings, he already has everything in his bag. But he doesn't move--he waits, head down for the other students to leave first.]

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after a class;

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PENALTY

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uhhh maybe like oct 7, extra curricular

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