30. School (1/2)

haha my secondary school life will be over tomorrow after my last exam :d

-school-

somehow, without quite knowing how they'd progressed to becoming messaging buddies, tsuna finds himself now taking part in long phone calls with kahiro instead.

he lies on his bed in a strange position, legs stretched so that they're leaning against the wall and cushion on his chest that he holds to him with one arm, periodically throwing it into the air and catching it.

"oh i hated that teacher. his wig caught on fire on a bunsen burner once which was hilarious though. you should've been there tsunayoshi!" kahiro's laughs drift from his phone to his ear and tsuna

iefly wonders whether you can get addicted to a laugh because his days are significantly worse when he doesn't hear them.

"i just used to hate teachers and school in general." he admits, tossing the cushion up in the air again.

"used to but then you discovered the joys of my presence in your life." mock arrogance fills her voice.

"of course." tsuna rolls his eyes but he's smiling fondly all the same. "i did really hate it though. used to skip all of the time."

"tut tut, now where's your consideration for your education young man?" it's said lightly, without real judgement. "i used to skip school too-accidentally though."

tsuna raises his eye