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Daisuke

Daisuke frowned a little as the voices in the room became louder. One voice in particular, he believed it was that of the Vice Dorm Head, sounded furious at himself and relatively humiliated. He could tell by the presence as he had entered the room that this one in particular was the last to arrive: from this he figured that he had been ganged up on by a number of the Day Class. This thought was confirmed when some of the others commented; apparantly there was womens' makeup involved... He sighed, sitting up and turning his neck with what to him was a deafening pop to get rid of the stiffness there. He made it look as though he were looking from one to the next of the group inside, pretty sure his face still looked bored and sleepy. He was, but that hardly mattered. He twitched, hearing something scuttle by his feet, and flinched in annoyance. A spider made its way beneath his desk; a few moments later, he ground it into the floor with a soft crunch, and grinned. "There... pesky creatures...." he muttered to himself. Hanone-sempai... what exactly happened that was so troubling? It seems that you, at least, got to talk with some of the Day Class, He thought directly at the Vice President, his mental tone just a little sad.I hope you don't find my questions rude....But wouldn't have been easier to have simply talked with them, indulged them with a kiss on their hands or something, and left while they were stunned, giggling girls? At least you can see them you know..... He sighed again, eyes closed as he pretended to read his book once more. Oh what a gift the Vice President had, having the chance to speak with mortal humans! He himself seldom got that chance, save for with the Headmaster or the prefects.......