Snippet #1806641

Kiyoko
I watched my neighbor, both concerning addresses and desks. She didn't seem to recognize me. She just seemed to be... I don't know, fascinated with me? Or rather, she had been staring at my hair for a few moments before looking, yet she turned around and looked at the teacher, who was, strangely enough, sleeping. I guess teachers here are a little more, alright, a lot more relaxed than they were at the junior high, thankfully. I don't like not being able to do what I want to do. I wondered if the teacher would ever teach.
I smirked just the very tiniest bit, staring, but not really staring at my neighbor. I was looking at her out of the corner of my eye, picking out details that I could add to make a caricature, if I ever needed to. I already had thousands of ideas, but still... I looked at her again, and decided something: I think I'll change my mind. I erased some of the lines in my caricature, and slowly started adding in, drawing someone with ridiculously large glasses. It's a caricature, not an insult to her. She looks like a cute, shy girl, but appearances can be deceiving, a lesson which is most definitely my life.