#hyprocritic

Be careful! Someone might actually take you up on your offer... not that I'm complaining! Anyways, welcome to the big city, Renzou!

Due to an extremely inconvenient bout of bad luck, Kise was practicing looking much more pitiful, which called for near pathetic pouts and glassy eyes that threatened to spill over with tears any second. It wasn't intentional, not really; he had always had a habit to dramatize the issues at hand, twisting them until they accommodated him perfectly. However, he was under the self-centered impression that he was allowed to feel a bit of pity for himself, especially now.

The lengthy explanation of the penalty for academic probation sat in the back of his mind, gnawing at it like perennial headache. Normally, failing a class would be the least of his worries, had it not meant that he would be swiftly placed on the bench until he could find it in himself to give his grades the same dedication he gave basketball.

Once the English class begins to file out for lunch, Kise immediately turns on Renzou with a miserable expression creasing his features, bottom lip jutted out into a pout when he asks, "Are you failing, too?"