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[Zanka sways his feet slightly off the bench he was sitting on the patio by Tsuyoshi's office.
He was half expecting to leave by the next 5 minutes and go search for something else to do on his day off. He wasn't even mad,he knew his father was busy and the promise to go to town togueter was unrealistic since the beginning,but he would be bad for not giving it a chance.]
@lord-nijiku
[Zanka hums to himself as he doodles on a clipboard for some reason. Probably from either of his parents offices,he painted along the smooth side of the board. A big yellow flower on a corner,sparkles,hearts,bows.
Looking at him now,he almost looked like an actual kid to whoever passed to see the garden,not a Nijiku.]
"Zanka. Would you mind if I joined you for training?"
@lord-nijiku
Eh- huh?? Why?!-
I mean- is there any particular reason?...
[Zanka speedwalked through the corridors of the Estate,almost bumping several people on his way as he kept his head down,heavy boots screeching at every turn until he almost kicked through his bedroom door before slamming it closed and throwing himself into bed.
Silence followed,Zanka's shoulders shook as he gripped a pillow onto his face. The nothingness broken by little gasps for air against the fabric of the pillow,which was already getting wet with tears.]
( @oblivious-nijiku )
[Zanka quietly gags at the academy's food,putting a hand over his mouth and getting up in a hurry,crossing the dining hall onto the outside patio to spit out the chewy texture before he ended up throwing up.
He coughed wetly and spit again before doubling over.]
( @north-ward-nuisance )
[Zanka lets out a deep sigh while he plucks out grass from the ground he was laying on.
He had been there for some time. He was suppsed to be studying. He had seven exams next week. But he just couldn't bring himself to do it. He couldn't even bring himself to go get lunch after how one of the cooks talked to him while he was trying to help obaachan in the kitchen.
He kept muttering to himself,things that didn't have anything to do with what made him sad in the first place,but just needed a little outlet,such as Zanka scratching the whole of his legs excessively when the grass pricked him,just an excuse to feel the grounding sting of nail against skin.
Maybe the courtyard wasn't such a bad idea. With all the trainees studying, no one would be in the woods at this hour.]
HAH!
Five aced up tests.
...we don't talk 'bout the 70% percent i got in the sixth.
Stares at Zanka.
@north-ward-nuisance
Uh. Hi? What are ya doin' here.
