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When his partner made her way to class, Kei let out an annoyed sigh. A huge part of him was hoping she would skip. This assignment was testing his patience already and all she did was walk through the door. Looking at the text that came across the screen of his phone, Kei actually saw himself throw the phone against the chalkboard in his mind. It took several moments for him to realize it was thankfully still perfectly safe in his hand. His parents were not the wealthiest among those who raised children attending Airdalen but his family was certainly well off. It had been years since they were considered middle class. After his sister died Kei’s father buried himself in work to avoid facing his grief, which meant they were making more money than they could possibly spend, especially as his mother worked full-time as well. If his father’s latest business deal went through properly he was certain that the scales would tip considerably, leaving their once middle-class status as nothing more but a distant memory. Kei was not well-informed about what role his father actually played at his company, but he knew that his dad was considered to be quite the upstart. It felt like their accumulating wealth arrived overnight. The press often made comments that his dad was either an extremely lucky and extraordinary man, or there were some shady business dealings going on behind the scenes. If it were the latter Kei felt that he was better off not knowing about it. Eventually, it would become his problem, and from the way, his father just messaged him asking for him to spend an hour at the company over the weekend Kei felt it would likely be sooner rather than later. It left a horrible pit in his stomach to doubt his father’s morals, but Kei had a bad feeling that their family fortune wasn’t by the book. He felt there was a lot slipping under the table, a grand magic trick that he wasn’t certain he wanted any part of. He was ripped from his dread when he felt a tap on his shoulder. Quickly realizing that the tap on his shoulder came from the bold pinkette he would be forced to work with, a cold chill ran down his spine. Kei turned to face her very slowly with a tense expression, “...Can you do the English?” Kei asked with a sigh, forcing himself to endure her as much as every fiber of his being wanted to escape. Written English wasn’t something he was very good at and he was born and raised in Japan so he felt he could manage that section well enough to skid by.

"What kind of questions....?"

A drop of sweat fell down his face when he realized she was just as clueless about where to begin as he was. This was going to be a very long day, "Just whatever comes to mind should be fine." He mumbled, keeping his attitude in check as much as possible. Although he definitely didn't want to, Kei turned in his seat to face her, writing down whatever came to mind, which honestly wasn't much. He didn't like assignments with this much freedom. It left way too much room for failure. He didn't really like any homework, but this was the worst kind. Couldn't he have gotten a male partner? Or at least a girl who understood physical boundaries...? Thankfully a saving grace came to the rescue. As a familiar face approached, Kei let out a silent sigh and raised his index and middle finger, flicking his wrist once, a casual wave of sorts. Kei had to fight the urge to let an amused smile cross his lips, feeling the corner of his mouth twitch a little as he resisted.

"Just crashing the party."

"Anytime," Kei responded, relieved that the first friend he made at this school came, quickly easing some of the tension that Kei felt building up over time. Looking to the board to see who Rocco's partner was, Kei finally snickered, covering his mouth with his hand. That kind of luck was worse than his own, something he didn't even think was possible just a few moments ago. Who did he piss off in his last life to get that outcome? Kei thought to himself, but realized that even in another life there was probably a line of people with complaints. Hell, even Kei was still a little uncomfortable with the fact that Rocco showed up to the lunch gathering hand-in-hand with his once crush, granted Rocco had no idea beforehand that they even knew each other. Still, he could see how karma could have some unfinished business to settle.

"How about.. where's the nearest hotel?"

Writing it down, even though it would likely get him in trouble if the teacher understood the context, Kei shook his head, "Should I put your name on our papers as well since your partner is useless?" Kei asked curiously, not wanting to take the credit for Rocco's work. That kind of thing didn't sit right with him when it meant the other person wouldn't get a grade at all. It was perfectly fine letting Yuuki DO their work the day before though, she would still get her own grade in the end, so what was the harm? When the bell rang, Kei stretched his arms above his head before gathering up his belongings, not that he really carried much aside from the bare necessities.



At his mention of a hotel, Tsukiko’s brow quirked. He was in the tag rugby team, the only other tolerable person on it, so she didn’t have trouble remembering him, leaning her chin on the base of her palm as she set her gaze on him, “Hm, good point. It is half of what people spend their time doing during travel for leisure anyway.” While Tsukiko’s didn’t know much about the finer details, she did know that going to a foreign country often led to a lot of sex. Miyuki, despite his serious demeanor, got it in excess during his time in Korea. She had been in Japan barely a week and she had already done the deed, it was a solid answer, but she wasn’t sure if the teacher would see it that way, “Mmm... Hotel? Impressive. A little fancier for a one night stand than most boys our age. Most try to score with a motel... or so I’ve heard.” she responded casually, as if she had no knowledge of the subject, but she spoke the words with too much confidence and the way her lips curved into a knowing smile gave it all away, but she was barely putting forth an effort to hide what she knew. She was barely swaying conversation today yet all of it with everyone seemed to lead to sexual talk. The only people she had come across who hadn’t made a reference that day were Gen and Aeon.

However, the bell rang before much else could be done so Tsukiko wrapped everything up, “Guess we’ll have to discuss the assignment later." She quickly wrote her number and email on a sheet of paper and folded it, motioning it toward Kei about to give it to him, before withdrawing her hand hesitantly, “If you give my info out to a rando you’ll find out what a eunuch is.” Tsukiko warned him before placing the folded paper down on the desk. She already had three messages from Miyuki by the time she checked her phone, so she quickly began to make her way out of the building and to his car.

Kei was left feeling a little dumbfounded but he shook his head and picked up the piece of paper anyway. Unfolding it to look at it's contents, Kei sighed a little when he realized he just got a girl's phone number and email address. While he should have been overjoyed to get a girl's number as a teenage boy who was painfully single, he was actually troubled, "Well, better than her inviting herself to my house I suppose." Kei mumbled to himself. Then he remembered, there was still one thing he needed to do before going home. He said that he would explain himself to Rocco later, well, 'later' was now the present. It was probably best to just get it over with. Rip off the band-aid and see if everything would be alright afterward. He wasn't sure if he would understand, hell, Kei could barely understand it himself, "You doing anything?" He asked first, not wanting to insert himself in Rocco's evening if he had other plans, Kei wasn't eager to get his phobia off his chest, but he wasn't going to pretend he didn't have some explaining to do either. He didn't even tell his parents much about what was going on, so it was the first time he would really be discussing it at all, "I'll explain what happened earlier if you're not busy." Kei finished, putting his bag over his right shoulder soon after and motioning his head in the general direction of the exit.