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Presidents | Chapter 30

Presidents Chapter 30 | Returned ______________________ He sat in the room all alone, manoeuvring his chess pieces on the board like how he did before that coaster ride with his best friend. His mind is completely clear, void of anything that will stress him. Today is graduation day, a year after that brunet left the school for his family matters at home. He is this year's valedictorian, delivering a speech about his experience and his gratefulness to the teachers and his peers. Everyone threw their graduation hats, celebrating the end of their journey in their highschool. Seijuuro had been much more easygoing in the past year, and he smiled at the jovial atmosphere of the place. His leg was propped up in his own seat, sitting slightly like a rebelling teen. He leaned over the desk as he decides his next move against his imaginary opponent. He barely spared a glance towards his toga, which laid nicely on the chair next to him. His certificate left askew on the very same chair, his

Presidents | Chapter 29

Presidents Chapter 29 | Farewell ______________________ The spring petals began to fall as they invited the last day of school in wholeheartedly. It was a few minutes before the final bell chimed to signal the end of the school year. The whole school population was gathered in the school hall. The juniors watched their seniors collect their congratulatory certificates, as well as their final year results that determined the next branch in their paths. The student council sat at the front row, clapping their hands enthusiastically when their own senior council members took their certificates. Yet, their hearts were heavy, knowing something that everyone else does not. They all snatched glances at the kingly duo, remembering what is to happen at the end of the whole ceremony. "Finally, Sawada Tsunayoshi from class 2A." Everyone gasped, watching their brunet leader stand and walk up the stage to collect his certificate. The red head's eyes were wide, disbelieving what he had

Presidents | Chapter 28

Presidents Chapter 28 | Spook _______________________ "Mah, Tsuna, I'm sure your school won't mind if we use the premises for spook night right?" Reborn reasoned, "We have the finances to prevent any carnage or damages after all." "CARNAGE?! YOU KILLIN' PEOPLE MUCH?" "That's why I said that there won't be any carnage right? Listen to your subordinates, that's what makes a good boss." Tsuna rubbed the bridge of his nose, sighing deeply as he breathed out. His intuition has been ringing ever since Reborn had suggested a Vongola-styled Test of Bravery slash Halloween night to be held in his school. Not to mention, he would be leaving very soon. Besides... IT'S PAST HALLOWEEN ALREADY! NO NEED FOR SPOOK FEST RIGHT? "Seijuuro will murder me for this!" The hitman shrugged, laughing mentally at the priceless reaction of his charge. He wagged his finger while shaking his head. "You can't stop us from doing th

Presidents | Chapter 27

Presidents Chapter 27 | Chance _______________________ "So... we're waiting for Seirin to arrive for the practise match right?" "Yup!" "And tell me why are we in the cold with this huge attractive banner that says 'Welcome Seirin', Mibuchi -senpai?" "Hmm... Beats me, Tsuna-kun. Sei-chan told me to stand here with you so here I am!" The third year spread out his arms and tilted his body to the right and made a soft and light ' jjang ' sound. Tsuna could not help but chuckle at his senior. "Did he say when would they arrive?" Mibuchi hummed a little before checking his watch. "He did say that they should reach around two. So they should be appearing pretty soon." The brunet puffed his cheeks and blew his fringe in annoyance, being unable to take another second in the biting winds. The sun bearing down on them was no help either and he recalled that the stated temperature was about 0 degree Celsius (32 Fahre

Presidents | Chapter 26

Presidents Chapter 26 | Opportunity _________________________ The redhead paced up and down the corridor, his eyebrows furrowed as he recalled what his friend's brother had said. "Reborn and your Nonno had decided to pull you out of school after your second year." First off, from what he knows, Nonno is 'grandfather' in Italian. So apparently, Tsuna's grandfather has decided to withdraw the brunet from school at the end of the year. Which is about... four months away? This was a surprise to Seijuuro. He had always thought that he would be with his best friend until they both graduate. They had so many memorable memories together for the past one and a half year. His team was punished by Tsuna when they were moping about their loss to Seirin during his first year as a high school student. They had a shogi match to decide whether they can take that special room that everyone wanted. He won. That short time when he thought Tsuna had left the school and will never

Presidents | Chapter 25

Presidents Chapter 25 | Surprise _______________________ "No way!" "Uwah! He's so hot!" "Is he seriously going to stand in for our teacher today?" "Who's the other guy standing at the door? Could it be his servant?" "I wonder what he is going to teach us for mathematics. Algorithm? Wait, am I even on the right page?" Amidst the loud chatters that erupted among the students, Tsuna is frozen in his seat, not moving nor twitching. He just looked like he is in pure shock. Seijuuro looked at him in amusement, slightly surprised that his friend is acting this way towards the stand-in teacher. He previously had no problem with new teachers, why is he an exception? The teacher in substitution for their absent Maths teacher --believed to have caught the flu-- has stylishly messed up hairstyle, a pair of geeky glasses perked at the bridge of his nose. His chocolate eyes were bright and he wore an attractive smile. All the ladies swooned a

Presidents | Chapter 24

Omg, I'm not used to the new blogger look after so long. It's a nice and fresh clean change all right, but I think I need time getting used to this. Not to mention, the major UI change in Wattpad. Goodness, gracious! The search bar is now at the bottom with everything else. I'm used to the centre button being the centre button, but now, it's the friggin library.  Less talk, more work done . I present the next shot of "Presidents".