SirBlazeALot
Seven Thousand Club
Akiyama Daisuke
How dare Komori Sensei interupt Daisuke's poetic genius. When the teacher called out to him he gave the man a snarl and set his pencil down. "Aight, aight...yo where we at again?" he asked, purposely to get on the teacher's nerves. Though he acted like a jackass, he wasn't a bad student. His grades in Japanese have been stellar for his entire life. The lowest grades he had weren't because he didn't understand the material, they were low because he didn't put much effort into those classes. And by low, I mean like C+'s.
Komori Sensei rolled his eyes and sighed with exasperation and opened his mouth to berate the boy, but as soon as his lips separated, Daisuke interrupted him. "Oh, never mind, bruh. I found it." Komori twitched at Daisuke's utter lack of respect in addressing the man as "bruh." Before he began to read, he cleared his throat and said, "Yo, check it," to the amusement of his classmates.
"YO!, Long now, CALM DOWN
The last thrush is still, the last bat IS SO ILL
Now IT cruises in his sharp hieroglyphics. His wisdom IS MYSTIC
Is ancient AND HE WASTED too, -- someone gimme a beat-- and immense.
HIS POCKETS HELLA DENSE CAUSE HE The star
HIS AIM Is steady, POPPIN DUDES like Plato, FROM HELLA FAR
over the mountain. UNDER THA BRIDGE--"
Daisuke's improvisation of the reading material was interrupted by Komori Sensei, who had been making his way to the boy's seat as he got into his performance. Komori dropped the book on the boy's desk to get his attention. "Do you think this is funny?" Daisuke looked up at the man and laughed nervously.
"It ain't rhyme so I thought I'd--"
"You thought you'd what?! BUTCHER IT INTO NONSENSE!?"
"Bruh. Bruh bruh, it didn't make sense before I--"
"READ. THE MATERIAL. AS IT IS WRITTEN. OR YOU WILL BE REMOVED FROM THIS CLASS, NO, THIS SCHOOL, FOR INSUBORDINATION."
"Aight aight, take it easy. I'll read it just like dude over there!" Daisuke pointed at Mamura and cleared his throat, mimicking Mamura's flat, and unapologetically disinterested tone.
"If there were no wind we might, we think, hear
The earth grind on its axis, or history
Drip in darkness like a leaking pipe in the cellar. There."
Komori Sensei knelt down next to the boy and got uncomfortably close to his face. "If you pull anything like that again, I will not hesitate to react appropriately." He stood up straight and tore Daisuke's beanie from his head and threw it on his desktop.
"You! Come-Lately-San number 1! You're up!" Komori Sensei pointed at Mairu.
@Suzumaki Arakai @TRASHLYN @ the class