"Unfazed"

The next morning, Suzuya woke up feeling refreshed, his red eyes gleaming with a perpetual smile. He hopped out of bed and made his way to the bathroom, flipping on the shower. As the warm water cascaded down his body, he began to clean himself, his movements fluid and unhurried. Just as he was getting into the rhythm of washing his hair, the shower door slid open, and Big Madam stepped in, her large frame filling the small space. The water droplets on her skin glistened, and her eyes sparkled with a hint of mischief. Suzuya's smile never wavered as she approached him, her hips swaying gently. "Mama," Suzuya whispered, his voice barely audible over the sound of the shower. Big Madam's hands grasped his hips, pulling his wet body against hers. Her cock pressed against his back, and Suzuya could feel the heat radiating from her body. He pressed his chest against the wall, his movements almost languid, and raised his hips, inviting her to take him. Big Madam's eyes lit up with excitement as she grabbed both of his arms, her grip firm. The sound of their skin slapping together echoed through the bathroom, accompanied by Suzuya's moans and groans. The water continued to pour down on them, creating a steamy atmosphere that made it hard to breathe. Suzuya's hair clung to his face, his red eyes gleaming with pleasure. Big Madam's grip on his arms tightened, and she slammed into him, her body shuddering with release. As she pulled out, Suzuya sank to the floor, his body trembling. "I'm happy," he told himself, over and over again, his smile still plastered on his face. After cleaning himself up, Suzuya put on his school uniform, the crisp white short-sleeved turtle-neck shirt, plaid black pants, and black uniform blazer making him look like a model student. He tied his red tie, his movements precise, and headed out the door. Big Madam was nowhere to be seen, and Suzuya didn't think much of it. He walked to school, his eyes scanning the surroundings, his smile never wavering. As he walked down the hallway, people couldn't help but stare, their conversations hushed. Suzuya paid no mind to it, his eyes fixed on some point in the distance. When he entered his classroom, he noticed a bunch of horrible things written on his desk with black sharpie. He glanced at the boys he had gotten into a fight with and rolled his eyes, sitting down at the desk. The classes passed uneventfully, Suzuya paying no attention to his surroundings. That was until his last period class, where a boy named Seidou sat next to him. Seidou was a tall, lanky boy with a messy mop of hair. He looked like the type of person who would get annoyed easily. "Hey, you're that guy who got into a fight, right?" Seidou asked, his voice laced with curiosity. Suzuya nodded, his smile still plastered on his face. "That's me." The two of them started talking, and before long, they were arguing. Their conversation was goofy and unserious, with Seidou getting increasingly frustrated. "You're just a delinquent, aren't you?" Seidou exclaimed, his face reddening. Suzuya chuckled, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Maybe." Their argument continued until Seidou ended up getting detention. As they walked to detention together, Suzuya teased Seidou relentlessly, making the boy's frustration boil over. They sat in silence for a while, until Suzuya pulled out a piece of paper and drew an ugly caricature of Seidou. Seidou snapped, his eyes flashing with anger. "You're an idiot!" Seidou yelled, his voice echoing through the detention room. Suzuya laughed, his smile never wavering. "Thanks, I think." As detention ended, the two of them walked outside, Seidou still fuming. "Are we friends?" Suzuya asked, his eyes sparkling with curiosity. Seidou shook his head, his expression still angry. "No way." As they walked down the hallway, they ran into Amon and Akira. Seidou's demeanor changed instantly, his eyes lighting up with admiration. "Amon-senpai!" Seidou exclaimed, his voice filled with excitement. "You look so cool today!" Amon raised an eyebrow, his expression neutral. "Thanks, I think." Seidou turned to Akira, his expression darkening. "And you... you're just a pain in the butt." Akira looked taken aback, but Suzuya just chuckled, his eyes glinting with amusement. As they walked away, Suzuya messed up Seidou's hair, and everybody laughed at him. Seidou glared at Suzuya, his face reddening. Suzuya felt a surge of happiness, but as he walked back home, he couldn't shake off the feeling of emptiness. As he stared at his reflection in the mirror, his dead eyes stared back at him. "Mama," he whispered, his voice barely audible. But Big Madam was nowhere to be seen, and Suzuya was left alone with his thoughts. As the night drew to a close, Suzuya's smile never wavered, but his eyes seemed to hold a hint of sadness. He knew that he would have to face the consequences of his actions, but he also knew that he wouldn't change. He was who he was, and he wouldn't apologize for being himself. The days passed, and Suzuya's life continued in a blur of detention, classes, and interactions with his classmates. But deep down, he couldn't shake off the feeling of emptiness, the feeling that he was just going through the motions. And as he lay in bed, his eyes fixed on the ceiling, Suzuya couldn't help but wonder what the future held for him. Would he ever find someone who truly understood him? Or would he be forever alone, stuck in his own little world? The questions swirled in his mind, but Suzuya's smile never wavered, his red eyes gleaming with a perpetual sense of detachment.