Economics class

Daigo was dragged into the economics classroom and huffed at the teacher, pulling his arm free rather roughly as he gave the man a nasty stare. The teacher immediately turned his back on the boy and lit a cigarette, and Daigo felt the need to take the thing and put it in his own mouth; his nicotine addiction was kicking in again. If only he had money to buy some, but he had not. It frustrated him.
‘’'Have a seat, Daigo. Sit anywhere you want.’’, the teacher said but Daigo crossed his arms and just stood there, staring at the man with an angry look in his now greyish eyes. ‘’As if I would listen to you now...’’, he thought, not wanting to give in to this man, at least not so soon.
‘’You said you didn't have class anymore today, but since you gotta clean this classroom and all the others after school I'll keep you here and keep an eye on you while I have two more classes to attend to. After the break I will teach the freshman grade. After that I will teach the junior grade. And after that I will make sure you clean everything. Meanwhile, you sit here and do your homework, for whatever class possible. I'll make sure you make it. And no talking, got it? Now sit down and make your homework and be quiet.’’, the teacher said and Daigo sighed, rubbing his eyes with his fingers; he suddenly felt a headache coming up, though he didn't know why exactly, but he guessed because it was of the teacher being an asshole to him again.
‘’Oh yeah, you forgot your bag and stuff. Don't worry, instead of homework I will give you another assignment involving my class. I'll give you a pen to work with.’’, the teacher said again and Daigo groaned at his words, feeling like the man was really getting onto his nerves. Suddenly a pen was thrown to him and Daigo swiftly caught it. He watched how the man got to his feet and laid down an assignment for him on a desk in the front. Daigo hated the front seats; the teacher would have a clear view on him there.


Still he finally started moving and sat down, laying the pen on the desk and resting his arms on it, looking up at the teacher with an annoyed look. He didn't say a word though, just sat there. He had already lost this fight, there was no denying it. He didn't even gave funny remarks anymore.
‘’And now get to work. A few more minutes till the end of lunch break and the start of the next class. Sit down and hurry.’’, the teacher said as he sat back down at his own desk and Daigo sighed in frustration, grabbing the assignment and looking over it. He grabbed the pen and started scribbling down words; he didn't really read the questions and even if he did he probably would give the wrong answer. But either way, he had to write down something that made a little bit of sense in case he wanted to be able to roam the school again freely after all this shit.
‘’One: State the central problems of an economy... The question and answer are so simple yet I don't know how to write down the answer, like, oh god...’’, Daigo thought, biting the pen in frustration. How was he going to get the teacher to let him go only a little bot earlier if he couldn't even write down a simple answer? ‘’Something about... The central problems of an economy are...’’
He wrote down that starting sentence on his paper, yet from there his mind became blank. What were the answers again? He thought he knew... Summing up certain answers in his mind, he tried to remember them. ‘’Oh yeah... what to produce, how to produce, and for whom to produce.’’
He wrote down these answers on the paper, not really thinking if he should add more words to make the answer longer or not. He went on to the next question, reading it, but his mind didn't really go any further. He was way too distracted to do these kind of things, it seemed. ‘’Damn it...’’
‘’Sir, I'm trying my best but I can't think straight. Can I at least have one cigarette from you so I can concentrate better? I'm a nicotine addict myself so you probably should know how I feel right now, hmm?’’, Daigo asked, a nice smile on his face as he tried to be as polite as possible, but it was fake. He wanted a cigarette, no, he needed one.

Daigo watched how the teacher got to his feet and grabbed a cigarette from his pocket as he held his own one burning in his mouth. He gave the new one he had grabbed to Daigo and lit it up for the boy, sitting down on Daigo's desk, taking his own cigarette out of his mouth and blowing out the smoke he had inhaled during that time.
‘’Just one.’’, the teacher said and Daigo nodded, inhaling the smoke from the now lit cigarette the teacher had given him. It felt so good to be rid of that need, now that he finally had one again. ‘’Since when did you start smoking? I started when I was seventeen. I guess you started because you wanted to belong with the other students who did it, hmm? You wanted to belong somewhere, am I right?’’
Daigo look at him and grinned, shaking his head. ‘’As if.’’, he said in response as he watched the fog of smoke whirling around the classroom; he was surprised the fire alarm hadn't gone off yet, but he guessed since it was the classroom of the biggest smoker in the whole school, the fire alarm had been disabled long ago by yours truly just not to catch too much unwanted attention from the headmaster or any other teachers.
‘’Started when I was eight already~ I smoke because I need it. I cut and smoke and do drugs because my life is shit.’’, Daigo finally said after a moment, still grinning at the teacher like he thought it was a fun game, yet there was a hint of sadness in his eyes now, slowly filling them up; he tried not to show it though. He wanted pity but he hated to appear weak in front of others. ‘’Mother died, farther died, older brother abandoned me, only took my younger brother with him and disappeared, lived on the street for a while, aunt took me in, was sent to a military camp for youth due to my bad behavior, got sent back because I made the camp's general cry, eventually ended up here and I'm still counting.’’
Daigo's grin turned bigger as he turned his head to look at the teacher, inhaling smoke and blowing it out again. ‘’I'm a roamer sir, I'm not made for school, I'm made for street life, survival of the fittest. But I guess you had already realized I've had a fucked up childhood, no?’’

‘’'I guess. Though, the way you act it sounds like you're making fun of it, of yourself. How are you able to tell this whole story with a smirk on your face? Is the way you act a way to force down the memories and put on a mask to hide your true feelings?’’, the teacher asked after a moment of silence between them and Daigo gave him a confused stare before huffing and snickering. And soon that snickering turned into laughter.
‘’Feelings? Yeah right! Like I have those!’’, Daigo said, still laughing. He thought this was funny, he was actually getting some sort of emotional kind of attention from a teacher that not long ago had dragged his ass out of the cafeteria to punish him. And now they were talking like they were friends. No, like they were a merry old couple sharing their histories with each other. ‘’I don't have feelings or memories, sir. They disappeared long ago, all of it. Causing trouble and just laughing at what happened to me is all I can do now. It's not depression, it's just me~’’
‘’Or are you just begging for attention because you're an attention whore like some people?’’, Cole suddenly asked and Daigo glanced at him again, inhaling some more smoke before blowing it out into the classroom. He looked up at the ceiling, thinking; how was he going to answer this question? A grin appeared on his face.
‘’Yeah, I'm an attention whore. I beat the shit out of people just for fun and to get attention from the teachers and the other students around me. I don't mind cheering nor scolding, I love all kinds of reactions. As long as people pay attention to me I am satisfied.’’
‘’I don't understand though why a boy like you would cut themselves and drink or smoke to beg for attention only because they think getting attention is fun...’’
‘’Well, maybe it IS depression with a mixture of attention whore, who knows. Haven't really figured it out myself yet.’’, Daigo responded with even a bigger grin on his face, as he looked st the teacher and waited for his reaction. In the meantime he had finished his cigarette and laid it on the table. He grabbed the pen and the piece of paper and started scribbling down words again.
‘’Guess I gotta go back to work. Thanks for the nicotine and the attention, sir; it's a wonderful boost for my ego and it really makes me able to work faster~’’

Daigo had almost dazed off to sleep when all of a sudden aloud ringing awoke him. He moved his body, a bit startled, looking around him in confusion. As he saw the students leaving the classroom all of a sudden he realized it had been the school bell ringing he had heard. Yawning he rubbed his eyes for a moment before cracking his neck to wake up some more.
He looked down at the piece of paper in front of him. He had written down no answers, he had refused to. Instead he had been doodling weird and rather morbid stuff; monsters, people killing themselves. Yeah, he had been eager to get some more attention from the teacher because he had been bored all these two hours. It didn't matter to him what kind of attention, whether it was good or bad.
Daigo suddenly noticed the teacher get to hid feet and looked up. The teacher didn't say anything but Daigo could see his expression; the man had seen his drawings. Daigo leaned back in his chair, arms crossed a he had a proud smirk on his face.
‘’You, I will get a concierge and we will start cleaning this mess up. Wait here for me, okay? You do NOT leave this classroom nor even take that butt off that chair only an inch, got it?’’, the teacher said and Daigo shrugged, nodding his head after.
‘’Sure man, go ahead. I will wait.’’, he said in response and he watched the teacher get out of the classroom and disappear in the hallway. Daigo's grin got bigger and he got to his feet, dashing over to the teacher's desk and opening the drawers, looking through them.
‘’Yeah, as if I would listen to you, you asshole.’’, he thought. He found pack of cigarettes in one of the drawers and took two out of it, placing the pack with the remaining cigarettes back in the drawer before shutting it. He put the two cigarettes in his pocket before looking more around the classroom, until he was done going on his little risky adventure. He huffed, sitting back down with an annoyed look on his face as he crossed his arms again. ‘’There's really not much shit to find or do around here now is there...? A lame ass classroom like all of them. And here I thought this teacher was a bit more interesting. Guess he's just as lame as all the others.’’


After a moment the teacher came back, together with one of the school's concierges. Immediately he went to stand with his back against the wall and crossed his arms, staring at Daigo. Daigo gave him this pissed off look in return. ‘’Don't look at me like that you shit-hole... Don't you fucking laugh at me. If you even dare...’’, Daigo thought, thinking of ways to threat him or hurt him, physically or mentally, it didn't matter. All these different scenarios went through his mind.
‘’Okay, he will explain you what to clean and how to do it while I keep an eye on you while you're busy I will make sure you won't do anything stupid and that you do your work. Got it?’’, the teacher said and Daigo huffed at his words, but nodded in response anyway. There was no way he could refuse, not this time. It was a teacher, and a teacher could kick his ass in whatever way possibly, theoretically speaking.
‘’You can start with my desk, then move over to the black board and then all the other desks. And after that you will clean the whole floor of the classroom. And make sure to get rid of the dust in the closets. And you remove all books, do not only get the edges; the whole closet. And after that if there's time left maybe we will get another classroom as well~’’, the teacher continued to speak. He even seemed to enjoy annoying Daigo like this the boy huffed again and went over to the concierge, taking the stuff he needed to clean the classroom with. He grabbed a broom, giving the teacher a nasty glance.
‘’I'm not really into the idea of cleaning the desks so I will start with cleaning the classroom's floor first, and inside the closets. Sounds good?’’, he asked, though his first sentence had sounded quite more demanding. He was really agitated and this wasn't going to make him feel any better, so the teacher best should agree with him.
‘’Or I'm gonna stick this broomstick up your butt.’’

‘’Okay sure, that's fine. As long as the classroom gets cleaned. And completely clean. Get rid of all that dirt, got it?’’, the teacher said and Daigo sighed, rolling his eyes at the teacher. He held the broomstick tight, as if he was afraid they would take it from him.
‘’Yes sir.’’, the boy responded, sounding rather sarcastic, and like the teacher was actually a general, like the one at the military youth camp he had gone to a few years ago. He watched how the teacher went to sit at his desk and looked at the concierge who pointed at him, not saying a word, as if he wanted something from him. Daigo knew what he wanted and huffed in response, turning around. ‘’Yeah yeah, I will get to it.’’, he said agitated, watching how the concierge grabbed some stuff and went to clean the windows of the classroom.
‘’Well, go ahead. Go clean. The sooner you start the quicker you're done and the sooner you're out of here and able to go to your dorm room. Or wherever you wanna go.’’, the teacher spoke again; it seemed like he was still keeping an eye on Daigo. The boy gave him an evil glance before he started sweeping the floor, getting in every corner and sweeping the dust and dirt he had found with the broom onto a pile. It took a few minutes to get the whole classroom floor done, but since he wanted to get away from this place as quick as possible he worked fast. And he was actually doing a rather good job.
‘’Only a bit more and I am done cleaning this fucking floor. Then I can go clean something else. Hopefully he will let me go soon enough once he sees I'm trying my best... After all doing your best always works, no?’’, he thought as he swept all the dust and dirt on a small pile. He went over to the concierge's supplies cart and grabbed the dustpan, cleaning the sand and stuff off the floor and throwing it in the trash can. He wiped some sweat from his forehead and looked at the teacher. He wanted to smirk but decided for his own good to keep a serious face on, as he crossed his arms.
‘’There, I'm done cleaning the floor.’’, he said, actually feeling rather proud of being done this quickly, this soon. He looked over at the concierge who was still cleaning the windows, waiting for any orders from the two men. ‘’What do I need to do now?’’

‘’He always cleans around here so you should ask him. He probably has a few more jobs for you to attend to. If you work good, we might consider letting you go after cleaning this whole classroom. But only if you work hard.’’, the teacher said and Daigo huffed, rolling his eyes in annoyance. He turned around to look at the concierge, his arms crossed. He tapped with his feet on the ground as he waited for the man to speak and give him orders. And the man did.
‘’Okay boy, now that you're done cleaning the floor you can go take the books out to the cabinets and clean the insides, take the dust out of there. Before you ask what else you should do after that; after cleaning the cabinets you can clean the desks and after that take out the garbage. Just bring the garbage to the container outside the school building, on the side. You probably know where it is. Actually it are three next to each other, so enough room to leave the garbage. You can't miss it.’’, the concierge said and Daigo sighed, nodding his head, really wondering how he had been so stupid to put himself in this mess.
‘’Yes sir...’’, he muttered in response, feeling like such an idiot for being stuck here. It was his own fault, no? No, in his eyes that boy was at fault as well, the one he had hit. And Shun, he was at fault too, because he had fought back and tried to protect that one boy. If they hadn't fought back, he wouldn't have been stuck here.
Deep in his thoughts he knew that wasn't true, that he was to blame for everything, but he still liked to believe he was not, because he was selfish and an asshole. Because he always had the feeling he was better than everyone else in this world. Was that begging for attention, even those thoughts? Guess so.
‘’After taking out all the garbage from this classroom, you can take out the garbage from the other classrooms and the hallways and restrooms as well. And after that we will let you go. Does that sound like an agreement?’’, the concierge spoke again and Daigo looked up at him. As hard as it was for him to come to any agreement with anyone, he guessed this was a fair deal. He would be done in no time if he worked just as hard as he did not long ago. So he nodded in response, letting his arms drop to his side. It was time to get back to work and finish it up so he could leave.


‘’S'up, Sensai?’’, a sudden voice spoke and Daigo turned around, a bit in shock, to see this boy from this afternoon, before lunch break. The boy in the park, which had been a jerk and hit him on the head. Daigo wondered why he was here, but he didn't feel like asking him. He crossed his arms again and gave the boy a nasty stare.
‘’He's gonna be here all night till someone helps him huh? Poor little thing. Mind if I help? Go nothing better to do and kinda bored. Besides I needed to talk with him afterwards and like I'm not staying up till midnight with him. You're probably wanting to get this over with as soon as possible too no?’’, the boy spoke again, Daigo remembered his name was Toru, from what he had told him at the park. And before the teacher could say anything this Toru went to work, cleaning parts of the classroom.
‘’What are you doing here, you little twat? Get going, go to your mommy and daddy and play with your dolls.’’, Daigo said angrily. He hadn't expected the boy was part of this school as well, but it actually didn't amaze him. Why should it?
He took decided to get to work and clean the other side of the classroom, keeping his eyes on Toru, they were narrowed and held anger and hate. After a while Daigo was done cleaning, and Toru seemed, too, as the boy turned to face the teacher and spoke again. Sucking up to the teacher and making dirty jokes. He was almost just like Daigo. But Daigo hurt more physically, Toru seemed to go for damaging the mental part more often.
‘’What do you think? Want me to take care of the other side of you as well, Senpai?’’, the boy asked the teacher and Daigo huffed, walking over to him and pushing him aside, giving him a nasty look before staring at the teacher, arms crossed again.
‘’I don't know why this little shit has come here to help me, and I don't like him at all.’’, he said, giving a quick glance at Toru, before looking back at the teacher. ‘’But he doesn't need to clean the other side of the classroom, I already did that.’’
he then pushed the boy aside again, moving over to the trash cans. ‘’Excuse me, princess, but I need to throw away the trash to finish my duties here. Now you go play with your dolls, m'kay? Thanks for your shitty help. You don't need to help me any further; a weak baby like you can't carry garbage bags; it's too heavy.’’

‘’Good job Daigo. Only the garbage left to get rid of, and then we can part ways for the day.’’, the teacher said and Daigo huffed at the man, taking the trash from the bin in this large dark grey sack. ‘’Already on it, captain o' captain.’’, he said in response, with a rather annoyed and sarcastic tone to his words.
‘’Daigo. Before you go bring that trash away. Did you, by accident maybe, take one of my cigarettes? Or maybe two?’’, the teacher then asked and Daigo stood still for a moment, body stiffened as he indeed remembered taking a few cigarettes. However, why was he scared? There was no need to be scared of a teacher. He could take him on every day every second of the day. He could hit this teacher's brains into a pink gross mess. Why hold back?
Daigo dropped the sack filled with trash and turned around to look at the teacher, crossing his arms and taking on a mocking expression. A grin appeared on his face amused by the words he had chosen to say.
‘’Oh yeahhhh, I diddd, by accidentttt! I'm soooo sorry, teachhhh, I won't ever do it againnnn, I swearrrr~’’, he said to the teacher, sounding as mocking and sarcastic as he possibly could, joking for the hell of it. He stuck out his tongue at the teacher as well, to make it all even a lot more bad. To make the teacher even a lot more annoyed. Because, could the teacher get Daigo banned from the school grounds for stealing his cigarettes? No. And even if it was possible Daigo wouldn't let him, one way or another.
‘’Your a nicotine addict? That stuff will fucking kill you and is nasty as hell. Disgusting habit to get into and from what I have heard a hard one to break.’’, Toru suddenly spoke and Daigo looked at him in annoyance, wondering why that little asshole was still here. Because his voice annoyed Daigo, and his actions annoyed him even more.
‘’Yeah, so? The teacher is one too, and I took some of his cigarettes.’’, he said to the boy before looking at the teacher and adding with a grin: ‘’You mad, bro?’’


That was actually a very stupid thing of him to do and a very stupid sentence of him to say. But Daigo was an attention whore and loved every kind of attention he received. Even if it was bad, negative. He just wanted to see the teacher's face. His behavior towards a teacher was often out of control. And he went full bad on this one because this teacher seemed to be sort of the same and accept a small part of it, which was fun to act to.
‘’Excusssse me, ya old fart. I doubt your old body can handle this terribly heavy bags so why not answer the teachers question and I will take care of them~?’’, Toru then suddenly said and he pushed Daigo out of the way to get the sack of trash. Daigo narrowed his eyes at the boy, letting out a hiss; imitating his angry snake at his dorm room. He often did that when he was angry but had to keep himself under control.
‘’Fine, go ahead you little twat! Less work for me. Now I can sit back and relax while you do my chores. Good job, student of the year, A+ student, praise yourself.’’, he said, a very annoyed tone to his voice. He wanted to hit Toru in the face, he wanted to beat him up and send him flying, but he forced himself not to.
‘’I hope I'm not intruding... It's only, I'm new here, and the Headmaster said I should...Introduce myself to as many people as I could so... Here I am!’’, a female voice said and Daigo looked up, a bit confused and shocked, because he hadn't expected this.
A girl around their age, hazel eyes and long black hair in a pony tail, she was slim and fit, she was beautiful, she was sexy. And she was acting seductive. She was the perfect match for Daigo. The perfect prey. He stared at her before grinning, whistling at her.
‘’Yo sexy mama~’’, he said, but she paid no mind to him. No, instead she had her eyes set on the teacher. The old teacher! Daigo stared at her in disgust as she moved over to the teacher's desk, swaying her hips at the man, and then he looked at the teacher with narrowed eyes; jealousy clear in them. ‘’He's a teacher, he's old! He doesn't deserve such a sexy young beast! What is she doing!?’’
The girl turned her head to look at him and Daigo grinned again. The girl winked and bit her bottom lip and Daigo felt something move down below in his body. Yeah, she was the perfect match for him. Too bad a teacher was in the way, because the girl moved back over to him, showing off her boobs and reaching her hand out to the teacher.


‘’I'm Suzette...’’, she said and Daigo wondered how the teacher would react to her actions and words. Would he refuse because of being a teacher or would he accept this weird yet sexy conversation. If he would Daigo would make sure to kick him in the balls for flirting with an underaged person. ‘’Sick fuck, I need to get her attention.’’
Daigo moved forward, sitting down on the teacher's desk with crossed arms, staring at Suzette. His back was directed at the teacher, not paying the man any mind at all.
‘’Hey beautiful, don't pay any attention to this old ugly man. I am the man for you, baby~ Tell me, what do you want? I can do everything, everything you wish for. And I can go further where this old grump's heart stops~’’, he said to the girl, winking at her and licking his lips.