*During lunch he learned everyone's names*

"And that class was how a teddy bear and a teenager took over the world, any questions?" What the heck....

"What the f*ck? This sounds like an anime or a game franchise" Shirogane said "even worse, it could be both" Harukawa groaned and everyone sighed.

"Is this even real history? I find it really unlikely" Tojo states and the teacher just grinned facing an imaginary audience, "oh trust me it's real to them" I am starting to wonder whether or not they are qualified to be a teacher...

Probably not. The bell then rang and the teacher sighed in...relief? "Ok class dismissed your homework is pages 5-to 500 and a 20 page report on what you learned about sadistic teddy bears"

....This teacher is insane.

"Huh she seems to be nicer today" Kiibo noted. I raised an eyebrow "that was her being nice?" Kiibo shrugged "ok nicer, trust me they used to be a great teacher"

"What happened to that?" Everyone looked down at that. Oh....I guess I will ask later when I get to know them more...this might be a bit personal.

"Anyways Saihara want to hang out after school with us? Yumeno's putting on a magic show, she wants to be a magician when she graduates" Akamatsu asked

"Mage" Yumeno stated a little annoyed. I glanced back at Ouma who seemed to have fallen asleep in class. I turned to them "uh what about Ouma? Does he go home by himself or something? Sorry...I just don't see how someone in his condition gets around"

"His Mom comes for him in about ten minutes, he never moves on his own so I don't actually know if he can move around by himself..." Amami stated. I nodded "uh ok...and I can't join you guys today I have to help unpack after school..."

"Ok then see you Saihara" Momota said and they left the room. Guess it's just me and Ouma....I turned to face him he seemed to have woken up from our talking.

I guess I better introduce myself...

I walked up and sat in the desk next to him.

"Uh hi, my name is Shuichi Saihara, I'm new to your class...what's your name?" Ouma head went in my direction but they didn't say anything.

"Oh...can you not talk?" I asked he shook his head "so you can respond...you just don't want to talk?" He nodded. This might be hard...I can't exactly pass him notes.....

"I heard you were blind....do you know sign language or something like that?" I asked and he nodded and signed 'I learned it a while ago'

I smiled, "oh I learned it to it's not really common so that's cool" Ouma just nodded 'so why are you even talking to me? The others asked you to hang out with them"

I shrugged and then remembered he couldn't see that, "I just wanted to get to know everyone...I noticed you seemed to be asleep and I didn't want to wake you up, by the way is the teacher always like that to you?"

He shook his head 'no...sometimes they just ignore me...I don't mind it though really' why....why would you not mind it...they call you a slur for goodness sake....

"Are you friends with everyone here?" I asked he made a so so hand 'I don't know. None of us were ever really close and they still don't know sign language, they just want me to talk normally'

"When was the last time you spoke...?" I asked and he looked down, 'four years ago' woah....thats an insane amount of time to have gone without speaking. And since were seniors....whatever happened to him must of been when he was in eigth grade or early ninth.

'Is the interrogations done mr detective?' I looked down embarrassed by that "sorry, I guess I take after my uncle....he's a detective"

"I get it....must be interesting to talk to the freak of the town and try to dig up rotten pasts' I shook my head, once again mentally slapping myself in the face, "no your not a freak, I was just curious because I was wondering if I could somehow help you"

We were both silent after that. Ouma then seemed to be gripping their hands 'sorry, your wasting your time on that' I raised an eyebrow "why not?"

'You can't save what is already gone'