***Quick message! I came across a lot of misspelling and wrong sentence construction. I appologize for my lack of knowledge in the English writing department. I started to read novels in English (Vampire academy to be precise) and I do wish to become better. Please bear with me for now***
1. period of the day started with a lot of whispering and staring in the corners. How I hated to be noticed by others so much. It was as if everyone was watching my every move. It didn't help that Daisuke tended to gaze upon me with clearly different glance. What was he doing?
"SIELNCE" shouted the teacher whom just entered the classroom with a briefcase under his left arm. It was Yamamoto-san, our math teacher. He was always so strict and had zero tolerance toward any of us.
"Whatever you're discussing can very well wait till after class!"
He slammed his briefcase on his desk and I nearly jumped off my seat in chok. Apparently Daisuke had seen my pathetic act and he burst out in laguther, Well sorry for being jumpy...
"KATO-SAN! do you wish to share your enjoyment to the class?" Yamamoto-san shouted. His eyes widened in anger. "No..No Yamamoto-san. Sorry" he said trying to stop giggling.
"Whatever that is so funny, you can go laugh it off outside. GO" As I said - zero tolerance.
Daisuke continued giggling all the way out of the classroom, which annoyed Yamamoto-san even more. As Daisuke passed me seat he winked at me. What was that about?
Daisuke entered the hallway and closed the door after him. "Damn foreginers" mumbled Yamamoto-san. I was not one for meddling, and absolutely not one for having all the attention on me, but I couldn't keep my mouth shot. How could he make such racist comment toward a student? "How dare you talk like that to him!" I surprised myself as of how loudly I had shouted. The whole class was stunned. Everyone looked at me surprised, even Yamamoto-san clearly dropped his jaw. I guess he didn't expected that from me. "Excuse me?" was the only thing he manage to say. It accrued to me that I had no idea what I was doing... I just hated the comment. "As a teacher its incredible unappropriated to express such a comment toward a student, or anyone else for that matter."
I knew I was right, and no one laughed or proved me wrong - but Yamamoto's face turned red. I couldn't tell what he would do and the whole thing reminded me of something. A quick images flew across my mind. In a dark room, or entrence hall I think it is, a dark man figure stand before me. I can't quiet make anything out of the scenery. It's like a childish horror drawing, very little details, yet creepy enough to considering sending the kid off to a mental hospital.
I was cast back to reality, Yamamoto-san stood before my desk looking awkwardly worried about me. "Are you okay?" He asked me. I realized I had frozen. Right there and then. Apparently he had trying talking to me, used varioused arguments so he didn't appear any kind of racistic, but my mind had long forgotten his awful comment toward Daisuke. I was occupied by this strange sensation the image had left me. What was that? A memory?
