| Yoshino Sohma |
Yoshino turned her head as Kenji came into the classroom, quickly finding his seat beside her own. Her red eyes were curious and, as a small smirk appeared to cross her lips, the Sohma quietly unzipped her own bag and placed her own notepad on her desk in front of her.
Yoshino hadn't counted on Kenji getting so worked up to the point he leaned back too far and knocked himself over, chair and all. A few giggles and chuckles could be heard and, typical of the male, he hopped back up to relieve the tension he was sure to feel. The teacher barked a few quick, angry-sounding words at Kenji before continuing.
Again, how typical of Kenjiko Hima, the class clown.
However, after Kenji's regular display of tomfoolery, the pink-haired young female bent over her desk and half-turned her head to look over at the boy. She considered his actions, past and present, as well as the little she knew of his personality. First hand, at that, so it definitely wasn't much. She didn't socialize very often with others.
He had dark eyes and hair, allowing him to blend in with the other Japanese students like herself rather easily. Although, he was abnormally tall, standing at least six feet tall. Minimum. As for his personality, all Yoshino knew was how problematic the teachers thought of him.
His 'amusing' antics and altogether decision to slack off in most classes had gained him quite the reputation that circulated around the school.
With a sigh, Yoshino considered this strange predicament. Here she was with the very reason her classmate had gotten in trouble, his sketch pad, in her bag beside her. But he was behaving ever so amusingly right now... She bit her lip as she rolled her red eyes, unimpressed that she had to speak to him, the one most likely to crack a joke, to give his book back.
"Kenji," she whispered, her voice quiet enough to not be heard by the teacher but loud enough for the boy beside her to clearly understand. Her pale hands quickly pulled the second bound book from her bag, the one that wasn't hers, and placed it on the desk with her hand hovering over it a moment before she slid it over. "Here."
She didn't bother to explain herself, nor say anything else, as she straightened and began taking notes as thought she'd been doing so all along. She hoped that was the end of it.. Though was curious about his skill and the drawings that were on those sheets of paper. A sigh escaped her as she glanced over at him, trying to be subtle while regretting losing a chance to take a peek at the sketches.
Hmm, maybe if she asked him.. He might let her see? No.. Of course not, she wouldn't dare ask.
With this in mind, Yoshino returned her gaze to the front of the classroom and willed the day to go by faster.