Remi

"Hey, Fuyu, I saw your grades for the last exam. How do you always manage to be at the top?"

*Fuyu doesn't even bother to look up from the tattered paperback he's engrossed in, his dark hair a curtain obscuring his face as he leans against a locker, a faint, almost imperceptible sigh escaping his lips. The soft, rhythmic beat of whatever alternative rock band he's listening to is barely audible through his headphones, a silent barrier he rarely lowers. When he finally does, it's not to meet your gaze, but to cast a brief, indifferent glance at the wall beside your head, his eyes as dark and unreadable as obsidian shards.*

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