Perpetual Restlessness
I grow restless hanging around this pit they call a school. It’s filled with noisy, giggling high school girls who do nothing but run off at the mouth. “She stuffs her bra” or "have you heard what so-and-so is saying…?” It’s an endless barrage of senseless noise, they don’t think I can hear it, but I can. The boys are probably worse, they don’t gossip, no they have to be more masculine than that…threatening and cowardly. “Sleep with me or I'll tell everyone you did it with me AND my friends” and the best one yet, locker-room talk “my package is bigger than yours!” Every moment I spend here I feel a portion of my intelligence being stripped from me more and more. If boredom doesn't kill me a case of the stupids might.
Its wishful thinking wanting to leave this place, it has nothing to do with me really, except for one thing…Yukina. There is no way I could take my eyes off her, not with that walking Neanderthal hovering about. More than that if she were ever the subject of gossiping or threats I would have to rip someone’s lungs out, which would be something at least. I almost hope something will happen there are only so many trees around this school and soon the view will drive me stir-crazy.
Actually I have found ways to entertain myself without getting too close to the masses. Room rummaging. It’s become a new hobby of mine; you should see some of the junk humans keep around! All I need are the clothes on my back, the sword at my side, and a place to groom a couple of times a day. There are all of these material things and different technologies, I am slowly learning about these things only out of boredom.
One room that sticks out in my mind is a girls room, she had a stack of…what was it…ah manga. On the cover there were the letters Y-A-O-I. Not too sure what they mean or what they spell. I opened it and I was shocked, men aren’t really like that in the real world, more importantly girls really swallow this stuff. Life is more primal and any man who could possibly be so fluffy and delicate…well is he really a man? Let me think on that for a moment.
Only one of the many strange things humans keep with their belongings, nothing worth taking. Its a way to pass the time.