Storasto no Hitori, Finn: Finn, One of the Storasto 1
“Another day of school,” Toran thought as he walked past the grassy plain. “I wonder how long this peace will last.”
As he was walking, he saw a tent over a park. He walked over to it, thinking who would live inside a tent on a park. Just then, someone was crawling out of it. Someone with green hair, green eyes, a good smile.. Isn’t that Mikazuki?
Toran just stared at her as she crawled out of it, stood up, and yawned. But before she saw him, he dashed away, leaving no trace.
“I just saw Mikazuki, right?” Toran thought. “Either that, or my mind’s playing tricks on me. Its like as if she doesn’t have a home, like me.”
The class was getting ready for lessons, ready to take notes. Their peace and quiet was ruined, however, when a guy entered the class. Everybody backed away from him in fear. He walked all the way to Toran’s desk. He stared at it for a moment, and got a needle and a hammer from nowhere. He wa about to do something when Toran broke in the classroom and hit right onto him.
“Sorry!” Toran apologized as he stood up. But when he looked at the class, he knew something as wrong. Everyone was backing away with fear as if he has done something awful that he was oblivious to. When he looked at the person he bumped into, he saw a man with gray hair and dark, cold eyes. The man stood up and looked at him furiously. He threw screws at him which Toran avoided which success.
“Where in the world did you get those screws and nails?” Toran questioned while avoiding them
“None of your business!” The student yelled.
“Well, considering you’re throwing them at me holding a hammer in your other hand, I think it is my business,” Toran spoke sarcastically.
“Shut up!” The student yelled out.
“Geez, what a crabby student,” Toran thought.