It would take a blind man to not see that Sewo did not want to be the male class representative, and even then he would hear it in the student's response and voice. So, perhaps a blind-deaf man would be required in order to not sense the reluctance about Sewo, who was basically forced into the position by the teacher. Aya turns around to face the red-haired young man, expression slightly apologetic because she realizes that he was likely chosen based on the fact that he sat directly behind her, and therefore was in the teacher's line of sight when she sat down. Anyway, she's trying to ignore the fact that Kaiko has just whispered her last name under her breath in the same manner that one says something when a memory about it is on the tip of their tongue, stubbornly refusing to make that final leap into recognition. Aya spent all of last year building herself without the aid of her family, and rather resents the notion of having to start over from scratch, for fear that it may land her in Kaiko's position: treated distantly by classmates. This is probably an unreasonable fear, given that many of her relationships have already been established, but she isn't always the most logical of people. When Sewo throws his friend, who is apparently named Fu, under the bus, Aya glances his way, catching the slight reflection of light against a cellphone's screen under the lad's desk.
The red-haired one's attempts fail anyway, and the teacher soon launches into a pleasantly engaging lecture, certainly starting off on the right foot for most of the students. Of course, that may partially be because they weren't forced to be representatives, as the student sitting behind her was. People are always so reluctant about it. I guess it just isn't most people's thing, Aya muses, somewhat disappointed because this was the case last year as well. Most of the students just find such positions to be needless hassles, but she enjoys planning and collaborating with other students on school-wide events and such. Her motivations aren't entirely so innocent, of course. Unknown to many students is the fact that, during the yearly school trip, the representatives, while everyone else is doing chores, get to go to a 'class improvement meeting', which is really little more than sitting around and playing games. A small perk, perhaps, but rather valuable to Aya, who can't cook to save her life. Cooking is generally the task given to the second year girls, after all, and she's afraid that she'll burn every single meal.
A few more classes pass before it is lunchtime, and people all disperse from the room. Lunch passes rather normally for Aya, who displays her rather monstrous appetite by downing an absurd amount of food before the announcement plays over the intercom, telling people to go to the locker rooms to change after the bell. Immediately after, the bell rings and there is a flood to get to the locker room. Aya quickly grabs Kaiko and drags her into the flood, "Come on, can't be late!" she says with a cheery smile as the two make their way to the rooms. Once there, Aya changes into gym shorts and a loose T-shirt, as well as a pair of white running shoes. She ties her hair up and is ready to go, all in about one minute or so. She is an athletic and energetic sort of person, and appears to be enthusiastic about whatever the school is calling them out for is.
"Are you ready to go, Kaiko-chan?"
Kei is actually rather glad for this outdoor event, because there aren't many incredibly interesting people in his class, that he has seen, and he is looking forward to seeing people in some of the other classes, 3rd year or otherwise. He gets lost in the crowd, somewhat, and ends up being pulled with the tide towards the changing room. On his way there, he runs into a friend, and the two try and talk over the dull roar of the crowds, though it ends up being more of a shouting match between the two of them, albeit one softened with smiles. In brief words, Kei relates to his friend the events of the day so far. Basically, no one woke him up, so he slept under the tree until the second class, at which point he darted towards his classroom and made something of a scene, though he managed to joke it off and get everyone to laugh, cementing his place as the slightly goofy kid- a ranking that he is not unhappy about, because he considers it to be a rather easy one. His teacher didn't seem to fond of his poor punctuality, of course, but such bad impressions can be smoothed over during the course of the year, hopefully. After that, he made it through the next class until lunch, when he went and met up with a different friend and ate outside. Kei had a packed lunch that he, being a surprisingly good cook, had prepared for himself, and the friend ended up eating around half of it because his mother had burnt the rice this morning- something about being in a hurry to get his younger siblings to school on time.
He proceeds to his friend share his day, until the duo finally reach the changing room and both change into basketball shorts and T-shirts. Whilst in the place, Kei notices two semi-familiar faces, Daichy and Kyoya. He doesn't know either of them particularly well, of course, but is pretty sure that one of them has been in his classes at some point or another, and deems that to be enough familiarity to qualify a greeting. He says hello to a few other people, and as he and his friend begin to walk out, stops by the pair. "Hey, Kyoya, Daichi. Do you know what we're doing today? If you two are ready to go, want to head out with us?" he asks affably.