"You should eat more," Aku said pulling Asahi back in the queue to fill up his plate.

"I'm fine. I don't eat muc-"

Aku leaned down to Asahi's ear, ignoring the students behind him who were waiting to be served, and whispered, "No wonder you're so short."

His words were insulting, but when he breathed them into Asahi's ear, the poor boy couldn't help but experience a kind of pleasing electric shock buzzing from his chest downwards.

He had tried to get rid of Aku earlier after the embarrassing incident with Hikaru, but Aku had only stuck closer to him like a moth to a flame.

He jerked forward to escape Aku and regain his breathing mechanism. Without noticing the person walking up to them, Asahi bumped into them, spluttering his food on their clothes to make one colorful mess. The plate followed shortly on the food that had now dirtied the floor and their shoes. 

"I'm so sorry!” Asahi quickly apologized bowing to the person he had sullied without even looking at their face.

"So you're the new student, Kobayashi Asahi?" The person spoke, his voice deep like a lion's roar. Enough to instill fear in any man and bring pleasure to any woman.

"Yes! Please allow me to wash your clothes as an apology."

"Lift your head Asahi."

Reluctantly, Asahi did obey. His trembling eyes rose to meet a pair of green ones that were analyzing him like he was an interesting animal rather than a human.

Towering a good six foot two, the seemingly older teen took a step closer to Asahi.

Aku reacted sharply by throwing his arm over Asahi's shoulder and tugging him backward to slam fully on himself.

"He's with me!" Aku shot, his face bleeding seriousness and dominance as he faced his nemesis, Kenji the school president. 

Kenji chuckled withdrawing, however his gaze remained on Asahi who was shaking with fear. "I heard that he has been homeschooled for four years." His eyes lifted to a fuming Aku. "You should let him walk around more and make more friends, Aku. It's my job as the president to make new students as 'comfortable' as they can be."

"Asahi is doing fine. He has me."

Once again, Kenji laughed. "Hikaru had you as well." 

Aku's free hand balled into a firm fist, his nails threatening to tear the very skin of his palm. Rage darkened his green eyes as he scowled at Kenji, his cousin.

Asahi remained deathly quiet, naive to what the two boys were talking about or what Kenji was implying on. He had no clue that he was now a person of interest to the president and Aku as well.

He simply thought it was some beef over exam failure or sports. 

Kenji's attention came back to Asahi. Plucking his dirty shirt, he addressed him, "Come to room A1 and get these clothes. Don't fail to show up, cutie." He added a wink and walked away.

Asahi's jaw fell, shocked beyond words at Kenji's open flirty behavior. 

Was he like Aku? He wondered.

"Go get changed and come eat your dinner," Aku instructed as he released him.

Asahi didn't wait to be ordered any more, he turned and bolted out of the hall amidst the murmurs from the other students who had been watching the show.

There were tears blurring his sight, yet he kept running and running until his fear made it impossible to move any further. 

'Don't cry Asahi. They will make fun of you again. You have to be tough!' He reminded himself, drawing all the bits of strength left in his body. 

He was well aware of his fragile emotions, which was why he hadn't attended school for years.

He thought things would be normal here, but they had gotten a lot worse on just his first day.

Asahi ran the back of his hand across his eyes, wiping off the tears before looking up at the orange hue created by the setting sun. It refilled his strength and re-lit the flames that pushed him to yearn for a better school life. 

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After the dorm supervisor unlocked his room, Asahi dashed in and banged the door shut.

He let out one long sigh to aid him in clearing his head and then walked over to his bed which was next to Aku's.

The other two beds were positioned against the opposite wall. 

He wondered what their owners looked like or behaved. Would they welcome him warmly as he was the youngest in the room? Or would they taunt him like Aku?

Asahi's movements ceased as memories of what had happened in the room flooded back like an ocean wave. The dirty blue shirt fell to the floor where his gray pants had gathered.

He looked down at his groin and quickly slapped his mouth before he could gasp.

'Why am I hard?' He questioned himself, a pink blush surfacing on his cheeks. 'He broke me.' Asahi consoled himself while tears came rolling from his eyes. 'I should go and take a cold shower.'

It was the only resolve he could think of for he did not want to touch himself to seek relief, not while in a public school with no privacy.

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With the rest of the school busy in the dining hall, Asahi had the communal bathroom to himself. But he still chose to walk all the way to the tenth stall to be safe.

Why was he afraid? There were no girls in the school.

That was a question that even he could not find the right answer to. Maybe after years of isolation, he had grown more introverted than before.

"Just relax," he whispered to himself as he turned on a cold shower.

As the water ran down his slender body starting from his head, some relief began sweeping all over his body as his muscles loosened up. Yes! A cold shower always helped him calm himself whether it was mental stress or physical stress.

*Knock-knock*

Asahi gasped jumping to the shock of the person outside the stall.

He looked down at the gap under the door and saw a pair of large feet even though he had no idea who it was.

"Wha-what do you want?" He questioned, doing his best to sound confident and intimidating.

"Open up!"

That voice!

Asahi covered his mouth to hold in another gasp. 'Why is he here?'

"I don't have all night, Asahi."

He lowered his hand while backing against the wall. "You can leave your clothes th-there."

Kenji suddenly roared a laughter. 

"I didn't know you're so timid. What are you afraid of? We're both guys. Come on, open up. I'm feeling too lazy to wash the fifth you left. You should take responsibility."

Even with such a realistic explanation, Asahi couldn't bring himself to open the door. He remained plastered on the wall, hoping he'd grow bored and leave.

But a minute later, he could still see Kenji's feet right behind that door.

"I'm...I'm having a cold...shower." His voice was strained by both fear and helplessness. 

*Bang*

"You're making me wait!" Kenji hissed and Asahi felt his body jump forward and his hand unlock the door. 

As Kenji pulled the door open, Asahi dashed forward in an attempt to escape but Kenji was quick enough to grab him by the waist and swing him back in the stall. He locked the door behind him before stepping under the cold shower with Asahi in his arms.

"You're a fast one," Kenji teased.

"Let...let me go."

He was quite uncomfortable feeling another man's cock on his back. It didn't matter if it was lifeless or bustling with life.