𝗱𝗲́𝗯𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗮𝗿𝗱
(𝗮𝗱𝗷.) 𝗂𝗍 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝖼𝗋𝗂𝖻𝖾𝗌 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝖿𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗂𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖺𝗌𝗄 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗉.

𝗗𝗘𝗣𝗢𝗥𝗧𝗘𝗗 𝗙𝗢𝗥 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗡𝗧𝗛 𝗧𝗜𝗠𝗘
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German national importance, huh...?

How could she not stop the thought that instinctively came to mind?

Does, nazism count..? Maribel bit back the smirk that threatened to slip from that thought. It proved to be quite an easy task since she was reminded of her current surroundings, the school's library. If someone sees me laugh, they'll think I'm a mental case... taking that into consideration, the girl decided to steel her expression and make herself look somewhat occupied within the secluded aisle of the library.

The library itself was quite enthralling; with its towering shelves, dim lighting, and the musty scent of aged books along with a hint of disinfectant that seemed to pervade through the tranquil air. Maribel humorously observed the students that were snacking in secrets behind the brigade of books, away from the hostile eyes of the librarians that were always in a shitty mood, except from the odd one who always wore a bright smile. She made a mental note to advocate for a truce with Kaiser before they started their project, fearing that the wrath of the librarians would end in their (her) ultimate demise.

sigh. Maribel jadedly blew air into her mouth when blankly staring at the overwhelming amounts of non-fiction books that invaded her vision. Usually, she'd be here to return the book she never even got a chance to read or to just chill with her friend. However, today was different. Today she was here at the expense of Kaiser's foolish shenanigans.

With the recollection of the past events that led to her current circumstance, Maribel's mood took a turn for the worst and dampened in distaste. Fucking bastard, it's all because of him that I'm missing my lunch... on cue, her stomach ached in hunger, though there wasn't much that could be done to sate it since she had forgotten to ask her dad to top up money on her card. It would be like that for a while.

To an outsider, it might've appeared as if Maribel was contemplating hard on how to reach a certain book as a result of her short stature and resolute glare. When in reality, she was internally chewing up Kaiser's lax and exasperating attitude.

So out of the kindness of his heart, it was only natural Kaiser offered to help the poor, damsel-in-distress. "Do you need help with that?" He smirked, leaning against the wall whilst she supposedly struggled to reach the book on the shelf.

"Huh?" Maribel's confusion masked the startlement her heart faced at the sudden intrusion. Kaiser ambiguously pointed to one of the hardback books that was quite way above her in response. It read 'The law in Nazi Germany' and she had to hold herself back from snorting.

"I am perfectly capable, thank you," she responded sarcastically, rolling her eyes with volition at his confident expression. It seemed she wasn't the only one with dark humour.

"I would believe you, but after 15 minutes of you glaring at the poor, innocent book from your failed attempts, I'm afraid I have given hope." He shrugged with a deep sigh before crossing his arms and staring down at her tauntingly, his stupid smirk on display.

"Right..." she drawled out, before turning to him with a dubious look. "And I'm the stalker, huh?" She lampooned quite amused, her nose comically growing pointed. One that only increased as he sighed in defeat.

Though it was quick to falter when he casually closed their distance, his chest nearing her back in an unfamiliar manner as he retrieved a book that was titled 'German football'.

Maribel only stared at the book in his hands blankly whilst sighing in self-disappointment. Oh, he was pointing to the book next to it... she shouldn't have expected bastard münchen's star ace to pay attention to anything other than football. So I'm the only one with humour, huh?

As she turned with intent to tell him that wasn't what she was looking at, he had promptly misunderstood her intense gaze on the book as her aiming to grab it and lifted it out of reach.

"Wow," Kaiser drawled out with feign offence, "not even a thank you?" He grinned, chuckling slightly at the frown on her face.

"...I could've gotten it myself..." she muttered, clearly unamused as she reached her hand out to the top shelf to prove her point. And true to her words, she was able to reach it. Albeit only barely with the help of being on her tip toes.

"...." Kaiser's smile strained when things didn't play according to his script. "Well, that doesn't change much since still you still need this." He stuck his tongue out whilst waving the book about in her face.

In her periphery, Maribel noticed the malevolent eyes of a librarian that seemed to be searching for any form of misconduct. In response, she faced Kaiser again, "thank you, now give it." She snapped, snatching it out of his hands when it had neared her.

Following her actions, she swiftly placed the book back in its original place and took out the one she was actually leering at, 'The law in Nazi Germany', before sticking her tongue back at him petulantly. "But I wanted this one." kurrutu naye.

With one final insult, she left a trail of dust to find a table in a secluded area as Kaiser stood there like an idiot, clearly in need of a minute to think about the shit he just pulled.

"....."

Maribel ruminated deeply with a finger on her chin. whilst she was originally planning to use Nazi Germany and their extreme 'nationalist' views as the topic of Germany's national importance to insult her german teacher, she promptly decided against it after further reconsideration.

Most Germans strongly despised the Nazi movement, and so it technically wouldn't be considered today's national importance. That and the fact that she'd face heavy repercussions if she actually did end up doing that. Rather, it'd be better to present the countless accounts of the resilient people that lent their skills and knowledge against the system of oppression and domination.

Most people would probably do something like that though... Maribel went to reach for a pen that she kept in her blazer pocket for emergency situations (she always used it because she was too lazy to get her pencil case out of her bag) with the intention to make brief notes on possible ideas and once again, another one...?

Her hand had once again come in contact with the familiar sweet packet, she pulled it out and stared at the familiar item as if it were alien. I could literally stop world hunger with how many of these mysteriously appear in my pocket.... she shrugged before ripping it and placing the coffee confectionery in her mouth, its taste melting a bitter sweet on her tongue.

"...." Amidst her gourmet testing session, Kaiser had quietly sat down in front of her. The same book from before being gently placed on the table. Maribel inwardly cringed despite trying to appear neutral. Picking football as the topic of their presentation just seemed a bit— a bit tacky.... not that she'd ever mention it out loud though.

Kaiser had not said a word to her, choosing to remain silent from being occupied with the book in hand, his gaze steady on the abundance of words that flowed endlessly. Disturbed from his state of concentration with Maribel's unusually loud sigh, he paused.

"Look," she started, her voice strained with reluctance. Kaiser looked up to see her expression and clutched the open book to cover his mouth that threatened to break into cackles, ah— she looks constipated! He blinked amused and watched as she unwillingly swallowed her pride.

"I know we don't see eye to eye, but—" Maribel began, suggesting a momentary ceasefire before being rudely interrupted.

"That's cuz you're too short to do so, pfft—!" He could no longer hold in his urges as his stomach ached with his prior restrictions. Her face had turned flat, mouth stilling as comical, enraged fumes dissipated from her ears.

"Listen here, you little shi—!"

𝚃𝚘 𝙱𝚎 𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚎𝚍 ➪

That was the reason for their first deportation. Some goody-two-shoes had decided to snitch to the bitchy librarian that some students, Maribel and Kaiser, had been using inappropriate language. The librarian mistook the 'inappropriate language' as dirty talk between the two and promptly kicked them out for that day.

In truth, Maribel was cussing out Kaiser with very colourful language in the book in response for insulting her. Kaiser did see a student lurking around the corner appalled of their offence, but he made no move to do anything. Rather, encouraging the burnt umber eyed girl to increase the level of vulgarity of her words (by insulting her some more).

He strangely enjoyed the disgusted looks sent by the librarian for their supposed 'dirty talk', he also found it amusing when Maribel threw a tantrum over how 'grown high schoolers were still snitching for cussing at their biblical age'.

The second time they got deported was the day right after, when Kaiser had placed his belongings (jacket and bag) on the same hook that Maribel kept her possessions on. The reason for this was that there was no other hooks left as there were a lot more people (due to the fact a rumour had spread that Kaiser, the school's prince, had been sighted at the library).

When the bitchy librarian (a different one from the 1st day) found out that Kaiser and Maribel's belongings had fallen on the ground from the lack of space on the hook, she didn't spend a moment hesitating to scold them both (specifically Maribel).

She had repeatedly, as if acting like a parrot was her favourite pastime, berated them (Maribel) for their (her) carelessness. Saying how 'my (librarian's) visually impaired student could've obtained a severe injury by tripping over the disorder created by you (Maribel). Even though, not to be rude, but how could a blind student read books, where the letters were written down on paper, without seeing them..?

Sure, someone else could read it for them, or they could use their braille books. But still, it was highly unlikely that a visually impaired student would be left unsupervised, further dropping the chances of said accidents.

Anyway, Maribel had no room to defend herself, and Kaiser too attempted to step in to take accountability (since it was his fucking fault in the first place), but the sneaky librarian, who was a heartfelt Kaiser dickrider, was much quicker. She had kicked them out for that day before the chance arose.

The third time they got deported, was the day after the second eviction. This time, Kaiser had brought snacks to share with Maribel. It was a pleasant surprise for the girl and she giddily offered to be on watch duty in exchange for some treats. Ehem— spoiler alert, bad decision.

Maribel was too immersed in feasting on the buffet. And Kaiser, well Kaiser had made it his life mission to publicly showcase to the world (the library) that there was a secret buffet going on. You can all imagine how that took off, another bitchy librarian had abruptly appeared beside the two and kicked them out for the day. Not before confiscating the snacks for herself, of course. fucking fatty.

The fourth deportation followed after the third. Thus time where Kaiser had grown bored of Maribel's silent treatment. Impulsively, he screamed that there was a spider to get a rise out her. The librarian had told him to quieten down and went off with her day. Though, that wasn't the worst of it. 

Maribel should've remained curious.

She looked down on her desk expecting to see a spider. Unfortunately , the spider wasn't even there to begin with. Why is that unfortunate you ask?

Well, there was a fucking cockroach there in its place.

Its antennas moving about eerily and suddenly, the wings had grown. Maribel had abruptly stood up in fear for the safety of her life, the table hitting her knees which hurt like an absolute bitch.

In her disorientated state, Kaiser had tapped her shoulder, rather gently, before muttering a hasty 'you're it!' and running off to God knows where. He sent a wobbly smirk seeing her dazed state, but she had missed it.

Clearly enraged at his childish antics, her childish nature had too materialised. A deep competitive spirit possessing her whilst whispering words of encouragement to absolutely obliterate kaiser at his own stupid game.

It felt like some stupid challenge to Maribel.

However, she obviously was much more mature than that, she wanted a truce and she would stick to it to the very end. But seeing him inflate his ego by supposedly winning in this petulant, rowdy, childish game of tag? Oh, no-no-no. She wouldn't let that slide.

So she shakily moved back with the intent to run after him and capture him, her chair dragging along and falling heavily on the bookshelf where one of the slates had fallen off with a vociferous thud. Maribel's heart sank when she heard the ominous yell of the librarian demanding who'd done it.

And when the librarian came to see the maladjusted girl near the sight of the crime, it didn't take very long for realisation to kick in. Despite it not taking very long to fix it, the librarian wasn't pleased. Certainly when the excuse was that there was cockroach that wasn't even there anymore (it had made a swift departure just as kaiser did).

The lady then deported Maribel out for that day. And this lady, was the nicest of all. The very same librarian that always wore a bright smile. Maribel understood though, that day was different from the rest.

And can you guess which bastard she found waiting outside?

yes.

Michael-fucking-Kaiser.

Though she was slightly nerved by his unusual silence and how his skin wore a pallor colour after that incident. She didn't waste anytime expressing her indignation with how Kaiser had mistook a whole-ass-fucking cockroach for a spider. After her long scolding, she nimbly tagged him back, rather aggressively at that, and ran off whilst yelling a 'you're it!' back. Leaving behind a very stunned Kaiser who couldn't process the following events.

Yet despite all these deportations, they were somehow, still, very fortunately, able to use the library. This was obviously because each day of deportation there was a different lady that had witnessed each different disruptions.

"......" staaaare.

To an onlooker, the scene was anything but out of ordinary. Kaiser's nose buried deep in the book that seemed to have caught his elusive attention and Maribel note taking from her book of choice. However, the man who was supposedly immersed in his perusal, was actually intently observing his assignment partner.

He furtively peeked through the opened book that covered half his face, masking his curiosity from the spectating eyes around him. Kaiser took note of her usual fatigue, which had prompted the girl to lay her head on the table, facing away from him, as she used her arm to cushion and leverage her head whilst simultaneously jotting down whatever information she deemed significant.

He was immersed with the sight of her slow breathing, how her chest rose and fell regularly. The usual knot in her brows now flat, lips pursing slightly in concentration as she occasionally twirled her pen when switching from writing to reading. Most of all, he took note of her silence. The calming solace that seemed to secrete out of her presence.

It was strange to him to say the least, something Kaiser found himself unable to get used to. Whilst Maribel did speak to him whenever he asked for a story or whenever he insulted her, it was only when she was spoken to herself. In other terms, she didn't bother starting conversations with him herself.

What was even more unusual was the way she regarded him: it was cold and unpleasant most of the time; her tone was always snappy and exasperated; expression frowning and scowling hours on end.

The cherry on top that really highlighted this bizarreness was how she regarded others, more typically her friends. Maribel's presence would emit an unusually familiar warmth as she smiled all teeth with no restraint, her eyes crinkling along which only emphasised her jubilance. Kaiser just couldn't come to terms with it.

How could the way she treated others be so different to the way she treated him? He was Kaiser for God's sake. In fact, shouldn't he be the one to receive extra special treatment?

But then again, Kaiser did do whatever was available in the books to push her buttons beyond limits, so