AOTK HIGH: The Meeting [for KoMaki-cookee~]

[pink4never]

Wednesdays were glorious, weren't they?

Donning a classic, half-dimpled grin— his signature look, absolutely dripping with deviance— Thomas Forte twirled a lock of dark hair as he nonchalantly shoved an eighth-grade dweeb into a locker, being sure to barricade the opposing end shut, before sauntering off. “Have fun in there, you good-for-nothing shitstain!” he chortled, ignorant of the student's desperate pleas and loud banging. Rather quickly, the athlete then proceeded to storm the halls, a glint of confidence to his eye and his long legs fast. There was no way in hell the male was going to be there when the student council discovered yet another trapped in the lockers. It was what, the fourth time this week now? Thomas' rear was still semi-blistered from the last time he was caught in a bullying escapade. Not exactly as fun, as he had quite the low pain tolerance, but for the sake of his personal ruling-of-the-school? He could deal.

Lips still slightly curled in that infamous smile of his, Thomas proceeded to pick up the pace. He didn't know where exactly he was going, but so long as he didn't run into any of those meddlesome student council members, he assumed he was good to go.

[KoMaki-cookee]

Yuki was walking down the halls at that time, struggling to carry a few things that didn't fit in his bag, wearing his large framed glasses which weren't really needed since he wasn't reading or doing anything that needed them, but it was the only place he could put them, he happened to be walking down that hall when he had heard the loud banging on the locker and looked over to see the eigth grader to be struggling in there, giving a worried look, he put his things near the locker and assured them he would be right back before rushing down the halls to find the student council or at least someone to help. This was when, luckily, he bumped into Thomas, looking up at him he gave a hopeful smile that he had found someone, "Uhm, I'm sorry I bumped into you but a kid got locked in a locker, I was wondering if you could help me get them out?" he asked, looking at him, still with a hopeful smile on his face, hoping the other would help if he wasn't too busy. Of course he didn't see that it was actually Thomas to do the crime.

[pink4never]

Certainly, the athlete never expected to be approached so quickly after his actions, as more often than not, students tended to stay clear of him following such fits, besides his usual circle of populars. So, as he was bumped into by the smaller, thin male, donning thick framed glasses and holstering a mountain of school supplies, Thomas couldn't help but raise an eyebrow in amusement. He had half a mind to slam this kid into the lockers as well, just for daring to talk to him.... ask him a favour, at that. What audacity.

So as he asked his little question, the jock actually leaned forwards and laughed right in the other's face. He laughed for a good, near-four minutes, until he realized the other wasn't laughing with him. Thomas' expression turned acidic as he realized the boy might actually be serious. Tipping his head so that they were barely a nose length apart, the male stared dead-centre into the other's eyes as he sneered at him, “You're kidding, right?”

[KoMaki-cookee]

Oliver was smiling up at him, his big, bright blue eyes shining under the sun rays that came through the glass windows, he had no idea what sort of person Thomas was, all that he was the first person to bump into and was the best to seek help from. However, when the taller boy had started to laugh and for so long, he soon began to loose his smile as he became confused as to why he was laughing.

When he started to lean in to him he backed up a little more and remembered he was still wearing the glasses, to which he then took off and put in his pocket, "O-Oh?" he asked, confused by such a question, he straight away shook his head, "N-No, I'm not kidding, theres a boy stuck in a locker," he smiled at him again, "I'm glad I ran into you really! You seem a lot more stronger than me, or more definitely are.. Hehehe~" he gave a small giggle at the end and waited for his answer.

[pink4never]

Was this kid an idiot or something? The other's positivity and cheery, almost ignorant outlook didn't seem to help the situation at all— or, in Thomas' perspective, at least. In fact, with such a response, the brunette was sure he was mocking him. His turquoise eyes narrowed into a glower, lips curling dangerously, as he suddenly grabbed the smaller boy by the collar and violently pinned him against the lockers, using the flimsy material to hoister him up in such a matter his feet wouldn't touch the ground. And, true to the other's words (and his last name), Thomas was strong, and well over six feet, so such an action wasn't a trifle in the slightest.

Slamming his back against the wall of lockers, Thomas held the boy in place and hissed real close, a dark smirk on his lips. “You little shit, do you know who I am? If I were you, I wouldn't be talking in such a casual tone.” Whispering the last part, he dug his knee into the other's stomach.

[KoMaki-cookee]

Yuki was smiling away at him, still waiting for him to nod and come with him, usually that was the response to when he asked for someone to help another or if he could have some own help, since everyone was so kind. His smiling did continue, until it came to a stop as he let out a loud gasp in pain when he was pushed against the lockers, his breath hitched as he looked at him terrified, holding onto the others wrists, especially terrified when he felt his feet were not on the ground and found himself trying to struggle from him, "AUGH!" he yelped.

He looked at the other as he had gotten closer to his own face, "N-No I d-dont know..." he whimpered in his response, almost giving a small squeak in fear at the end as he began to tremble and as soon as the other boys knee collided with his stomach, he gave a loud, winded cough and let go of his wrists and held his stomach as he began to find it difficult to breathe, his face loosing its colour and going even more paler than he already was, which was quite a surprise, "Nghh!" he squeaked and whimpered as he struggled to find air.

[pink4never]

Thomas found himself grinning sourly at the male's trembling form, and sheer patheticness overall. The boy seemed fragile—ridiculously so— that normally would've frightened any other from even daring to harm him. But not the brunette. He was wilder, more unhinged, in that aspect.

“Is that so?” the teen inquired, continuing to hiss, as he watched the other crumple and clutch his tummy with disdain. He immediately pried the other's hands away, eyes devoid of all empathy, a thick smirk on his lips as he smacked them together. “Let's educate you then, fucking wuss.” He leaned in close, his eyes half-lidded, as he whispered, “The name's Thomas Forte, and don't you forget it.” With that, he (shamelessly) spat right in the boy's face.

[KoMaki-cookee]

Yuki whimpered as his hands were pulled away from his tummy, at this point he was finding it difficult to stand as his knees shook so much and he was now in a sort of kneeling position but very awkwardly, a small bit of saliva seeping down the corner of his mouth, he winced when he was spat but was unable to do much at first but weakly wipe away the spit from his cheek.

Luckily for Yuki a student council member had actually seen the whole commotion happen and ran over, "THOMAS FORTE!" the male member shouted as he stormed over, being in a much older year, he worried about Thomas hurting him very little, infact he was sure Thomas should be worried about the student council, "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!" he shouted as he began to help the smaller boy off the ground, as he began to catch his breath back. "I'm fed up with this Thomas! This onstant bullying!" he scolded and continued yelling at him more.

After a while Yuki gained the energy to speak up and shook his head, "A-ah.. It's fine. . ." he almost muttered, rubbing his stomach a little as it still ached, "It's okay, really," he said with a smile to the student council member.

[pink4never]

The jock was surely ready to perhaps inflict some more damage on the shorter male, dimple ever-so prominent as he smiled large— before cringing at the sheer volume a certain student council member had shouted at. “Shit,” he cursed roughly, the previous smirk completely wiped from his face. As he had already been caught in the act, Thomas didn't even bother to play angelic, which was his usual tactic in these instances. Legs bent slightly, the athlete prepared himself to sprint if need be. “You student council whores seriously need to get a life,” he hissed sourly, teeth gnawing his lower lip in irritation.

As Yuki spoke, perhaps in an attempt to be helpful to his cause, the athlete threw a dark glare over his shoulder. “And you, need to shut the fuck up!" He was obviously upset that his fun was spoiled, and now in a particularly foul mood because of it.

[KoMaki-cookee]

The older boy, raised an eyebrow when Thomas decided to snap at Yuki, who also from being shouted at, winced and started picking his school things up, when he felt something sharp against his leg, he hissed in pain and looked to see that his glasses had been smashed, he immediately gave a sigh and put them in there case, properly.

The member frowned seeing this and glared at Thomas, grabbing him by the shirt and asking Yuki to follow them to which he nodded and was about to inform him about the locker ordeal until he saw someone helping that kid out. He managed to get ahold of all his things as he followed after them both.

The older boy dragged Thomas into an empty classroom, with Yuki timidly following behind him. It was clear from the setting what was coming...