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Daisuke Hayashi

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a character in “Bloodied White”, as played by Auricambrflaym

Description

(ROSE) Name:Daisuke Hayashi

Age:17(appearance age anyway)

Race:Vampire

Appearance: Image only difference is his eyes look a little more cloudy, and wears the glasses to hide his blindness

Personality:Calm and quiet, he is more likely to help someone in need than take advantage and eat them XD. He loves talking to humans, learning what daylife is like. Often he is surprised to learn that there are very few differences: wake up, food( small difference here) classes and socializing, then more food( again small difference), then sleep. All that is truly reversed are the times for waking and sleeping. He stays awake as long as he can to sense the sunrise. Very seldom does he hold anything from anyone, except his lack of sight.

Romantic Interest:

Favorite Blood Type: A+

Likes:Books, poetry,trees and other places that are relatively hard to get into, history of humans and vampires alike,music

Dislikes:Math, science, the fact that he can't see the sun( actually that he can't see at all, but he'll never tell anyone except the Head that), and spiders

Hobbies:He has an odd fascination with squishing spiders, although he has a hard time finding them (those pesky creatures have too many legs, it makes them hard to track with even his amazing hearing), playing guitar, staying up as long as he possibly can to sense the sunrise

Fears: Believe it or not, other vampires; going hungry for too long (although he can tolerate small time periods three days is the longest he's willingly gone hungry)

Powers:(3) Water.He can control it, make it move and take shape; when he has to, he sees through the eyes of other nearby vampires; basic telepathy(can send simple thoughts/read only whats at the "top" of the mind)

Weaknesses:He cannot take water from its other forms, such as ice or blood, he can only see through another's eyes for short periods of time, and he passes out, potentially going on a spree if he gets too hungry, and he has to be within the same room as a person/vampire for him to be able to speak mind to mind. It's also very difficult for him to use more than one of his abilities at once.....

Rank: Student, self acclaimed confidant

Class: Noble

History:(will add this later)

Theme Song: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dAgMS3XI ... re=related

So begins...

Daisuke Hayashi's Story

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Ondo Masaru Character Portrait: Haru Setohara Character Portrait: Faudi Rens Character Portrait: Daisuke Hayashi Character Portrait: Eizzac Setsuneda Character Portrait: Miyuki Asahi
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Faudi's eye twitched irritably, her slender fingers clutching onto the couch to steady herself. "Oh, come ON Han-chan! I swear you're a cheater!!" She snapped, throwing her hand of cards at the boy, crossing her arms and shifting her head away from him in defiance. Once she turned back, she stuck out her tongue at him, leaning back against the couch and resting her hands behind her head.

She tilted her head up, catching movement out of the corner of her eye. Haru had apparently finally decided to get his lazy butt out of bed. She smirked cheekily at him, flashing him a short wave before Ondo made his way into her line of sight. She yawned, stretching boredly and picking up the scattered cards on the table. "We'll finish this later, Hanone Ketsueki, mark my words." She shook her fist at him, her eyes flaring up with vengeance.

Faudi rose from the couch, shifting her body a bit and then tipping herself over, standing on her hands for a split second in order to stretch. Her uniform skirt pulled up before she settled back on her feet. "Yeah, we've been waiting for like, ages for you to get yourself down here, Masaru-kiva. I'm only sort of excited to get out of this building and out into the fresh air. Lucky me, I'm a girl so I don't have as many mobs." She flashed the other members a smirk, biting her tongue a bit and leaning against the wall.

"Are we going or not?" She stamped her foot on the ground impatiently, mischief flickering in her eyes and her whole body itching for a good laugh at the expense of theDay Class students. "Man, these outfits. I swear, white, at night? It's a pain to the eyes." She squinted, picking at the red bow on her uniform.

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Character Portrait: Ondo Masaru Character Portrait: Haru Setohara Character Portrait: Faudi Rens Character Portrait: Daisuke Hayashi Character Portrait: Eizzac Setsuneda Character Portrait: Miyuki Asahi
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Isaac crosses his legs on the couch, crossing his arms as well, enjoying the solitude of his own lone couch. After thinking for a moment, his head slumps, sighing disappointedly. This is the worst time of his day. He already felt extremely nervous in the room he was in now, even if it was around people he knew. But he always absolutely terrified having to go through the pulsating crowd of school girls wishing to see the members of the night class. Ever since that day of first trying to go through the crowds, it was almost impossible for him to get through the sea of people without having a mental breakdown. Someone recommended for him to hum to himself in order to help calm himself down. What he wasn't aware of was that through his power's of emotional influence (which he still doesn't know about), was that humming out a love song in the group of squealing school girls was a horrible idea. Needless to say, Isaac would never hum or sing to anyone ever again. He sighs once more as he hears Faudi and Hanone fight over their small card game.

A small movement catches Isaac's eye as he suddenly finds Haru sitting next to him. Isaac immediately yelps in terror instinctively scooting to the other side of the couch, his shadow quivering slightly. Shaking his head, Isaac sighs, slowly crossing his arms again. "Don't...don't do that...H-Haru..." He listens to Faudi as she says, "Yeah, we've been waiting for like, ages for you to get yourself down here, Masaru-kiva. I'm only sort of excited to get out of this building and out into the fresh air. Lucky me, I'm a girl so I don't have as many mobs." Isaac sighs once more, a look of dread over his face glancing at Faudi. He stays silent mentally preparing for what's to come, and then slowly he speaks out. "I...h-h..hate...g-going...out...." Once more his head slumps in pure dread, obviously afraid of what's to come. His own shadow writhes and wriggles in anticipation of the most hated part of the day, obviously affected by the jumpy vampire's anxiety.

"Everyone's ready to go. If not, that's their problem." Isaac looks up at Hanone, as his lip starts to quiver slightly. His mouth opens as if to say something, but instead he shakes his head. Taking a big gulp, he stands up and nods, accepting his cruel fate.

Death by fangirl.

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Character Portrait: Ondo Masaru Character Portrait: Shikeio Toshikazu Character Portrait: Daisuke Hayashi Character Portrait: Amaya Jun
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Everything was going wrong, though that wasn’t necessarily a problem. Everything at this time always went wrong and honestly, there wasn’t much you could do to stop it. She wasn’t stupid like all of these half-retarded girls crashing against her in order to reach the night class – she could see that something was up. Some of the night students seemed to have noticed something that wasn’t there. Even Shikeio looked uneasy, so he must have realized something was up with the night class as well (she’d missed his run in with Faudi altogether). Amaya’s blank amber eyes watched them closely through her messy blonde hair, trying to decode exactly what they’d noticed – in the process of examining them she noticed Daisuke heading back towards the dorm; she took a mental note to make sure he wasn’t sneaking off somewhere.

Her stomach felt strange, that sort of strange that she only got at certain points in time such as when someone had hurt themselves. Her blood roared in her ears, drowning out the crowds around her. Was someone hurt? Was that the cause of the night class’ strange behaviors? It was a strange sensation crawling across her skin. While she’d been told her father had been a half-vampire, she’d never taken much notice to it. Perhaps it was those distant instincts telling her something was wrong.

Lost in thought, Amaya lost her footing and was suddenly shoved forward, nearly colliding with Masaru, who was leading the crowd of night students. She caught herself awkwardly, twisting her ankle painfully but altogether managing to keep herself from running into the pure-blood.

“Sorry, Masaru-sempai,” she said blankly, gawkily, then paused and gave him a serious look. “I don’t mean to intrude, but some of the other night students seem to have noticed something. If I am correct, please try to keep your eyes on them.” Ah, she’d made a request. Had she sounded rude?

Her face stung with embarrassment and the scratch upon her cheek burned as she flushed. Blowing her blonde locks from her face with one puff, she spread her arms back out and back into the crowd, forcing them backwards. People began grabbing at her clothes and hair, obviously angered that she’d talked to one of the night students.

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Character Portrait: Ondo Masaru Character Portrait: Haru Setohara Character Portrait: Faudi Rens Character Portrait: Daisuke Hayashi Character Portrait: Keicha Moroktu Character Portrait: Hanone Ketsueki
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Keicha
Keicha jumped, startled by the sudden voice so near to her, thus causing her to fall forward into the small stream. She frowned, giving a small groan of discomfort and getting back up, quickly backstepping to her tree. She smiled sheepishly, quickly bringing her hand behind her back, small bits of blood trickling down her arm and a couple smudges on her cheek. She glared at the ground for a split second before looking back up at him. "I'm quite content to be out here, thank you very much."

She then shook her head, waving her free arm. "N-no, I'm perfectly all right. Nothing bad here, so you can just-" However, the girl was cut off by a small hissing noise, Mouse appearing from the bushes, his tail erect and bushy at the boy.

Faudi
Faudi smirked, glancing back at Shikeio and sticking her tongue out, having heard him make the remark. It was all in a day's work to make his life harder. Faudi paused, watching Daisuke go back inside with a frown. Mh, that boy's up to trouble. How I long to join him....She then turned to attention when Ondo made his command. She tilted her head to the side, then smiled innocently, her own shoes clicking against the stonework as she came up by Han-chan, now ignoring the new onslaught of the blood smell and glaring at the rest of the girls who kept making eyes at Hanone.

"Well, looks like you made it through another day of fangirls, how do you feel my good sir?" Her smile was teasing and mischievous, though still honest as it should be, and she was almost completely ignoring Masaru. Faudi glanced back at the others, checking for battle wounds and faintings, but was slightly disappointed to see none. "Well, looks like the prefects finally did their job right. Except that Amaya character."

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Character Portrait: Haru Setohara Character Portrait: Faudi Rens Character Portrait: Daisuke Hayashi Character Portrait: Eizzac Setsuneda Character Portrait: Hanone Ketsueki
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Isaac watched the group of his other fellow night class students from afar, he quivered shakily in front of the door, hugging his arms in pure apprehension. One of his fellow students seemed to run away from the small group of night class students. It seemed to be Daisuke. Isaac tilted his head slightly wondering what on earth would make him run back into the dorm. He probably forgot something...but Isaac couldn't help to be suspicious of his actions. He was about to turn around and reenter the dorm when he suddenly knew. The aroma wafted through the air, and although the scent wasn't detected amongst the screaming students, it was obvious to him. Isaac's shadow quivers with glee, stretching and wriggling in the direction towards the blood, beckoning him. He shakes his head, no he couldn't, he can't, and he wouldn't. He can't hurt or kill anyone. He bites his lip, looking at the sea of screaming students, sighing one last time.

Slowly he stands tall looking around before walking downwards, struggling to keep his cool, trying to walk as fast as he can, in order to catch up with his other classmates. His slow stride immediately quickened into a fast walk, transitioning into a full blown sprint. Pathetically he covers his ears and head, even closing his eyes, as he runs away, trying to ignore the squealing of all the school girls. He keeps on running and running until suddenly he felt something solid, and yet soft hit him. Falling to the ground, his shadow quivered once more. He rubs the back of his head in slight pain. He looks up as his eyes widen, he's bumped into Faudi. Already he starts spewing out an apology, the words coming out in a quick blur. "I'msosorry! ForgivemeFaudi! Ipanicked! Idunnowhy! Itwasthesmell! Yeahthesmell! I panicked!!! I'mclumsy! I'manidiot! I'msorryI'msorryI'msorry!!!!!! Er! Igottogo!!!! I'mlatetoclass!!!!! I'mSORRY!!!!" Isaac dashes past Hanone and Haru towards the main building, covering his head in shame once more, sprinting away like a madman.

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Character Portrait: Haru Setohara Character Portrait: Shikeio Toshikazu Character Portrait: Daisuke Hayashi Character Portrait: Amaya Jun Character Portrait: Eizzac Setsuneda Character Portrait: Keicha Moroktu
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Shikeio
There. The worst had passed. The Day Class girls had finally dissipated as the Night Class students had made their way to the building. Well, most of them. He’d seen Daisuke break from the others and run back to the dorm, saying something about he forgot some such thing. Shikeio knew he should care, what with the blood in the air and all, but he just… didn’t. He did want to see about that scent though. Really, really bad.

So when Amaya came hobbling up to him and said poutingly, tugging on his dark sleeve in a most childish manner, "Shike, do me a favor and check to on Daisuke. I have a feeling he's making trouble,” he gave her a thumbs up and flashed her his signature smile. “Don’t worry, May May.” He patted her on her fair head. “Big brother Shike’s got it aaaaaall under control.” And with that, pleased to be given an excuse to check out the scent, he turned on his heels and marched towards the Moon Dorm. He paused for a second, thinking. Well, if I know a vampire, he’s bound to be headed straight for the source of that scent, no matter what that Masaru guy said. The “I forgot something” thing was probably just a ploy. Yeah, a ploy... Anyways, even if it turns out he’s not there, I still get to see what’s up with the blood. Yeah. That’s a good plan. A damn good plan. A very damn good plan. A very very damn good-

He cut himself off as he made his way to the forest. The blood wasn’t that far from his current position. Once he was deep enough into the trees so that no one would be able to see him from outside the forest, he started sprinting. Not full-blown sprinting, of course.That would be painful. Fast enough so that the human eye would only be able to catch glimpses of him every so often if they were watching close enough. Half-vampire powers. He smiled. He was quickly approaching the source of the blood scent. He slowed down ro average running speed a few seconds before he came upon them: Daisuke and some Day Class girl.

He stopped and stared at them incriminatingly. “I would like an explanation as to why you” he pointed at the girl. “are not in your dorm like a good little girl, and why you” He pointed at Daisuke. “are not in class.” He crossed his arms, trying his best to look pissed off. The girl was the source. How interesting that he’d happened to stumble across Daisuke as well.

Haru
Well, the worst of the potential mob was over. Isaac stumbled into Faudi, then rushed past him like the Devil was on his heels. Haru gave a little cry of surprise as he flew past, wondering why he was so freaked out. Haru followed Masaru’s intimidating command, proceeding quietly into the bilding. It was times like this that he was glad he was not as popular as the others. It helped when it came to getting to the main building. It was almost comical what these students would do to get a peek at his fellow vampires. Comical... and embarrassing.

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Character Portrait: Ondo Masaru Character Portrait: Haru Setohara Character Portrait: Shikeio Toshikazu Character Portrait: Daisuke Hayashi Character Portrait: Eizzac Setsuneda Character Portrait: Keicha Moroktu
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Keicha
Keicha tilted her head to the side, completely unphased by the prefect. "Well, you see, the reason I'm out here and not in the dorm like a good little girl is probably because the prefects around here do a horrible job at keeping track of their charges." She shifted her lips down gently, her tone calm and her whole appearance innocent and sweet. "And why he's here is probably the same reason you're here, no? I mean, a hurt little Day Class girl, who wouldn't want to help such a thing?" She shifted her head despairingly, tilting it to the side once more, her white hair tumbling over her shoulder. She then brought her hand up and pointed out her index finger.

Blood pooled faintly and slightly from one of her wounds, a drop running down to the tip before dripping down onto a blade of grass and then rolling off of the plant, finally reaching the soil below. "Besides, I wouldn't blame him from trying to get away from all those girls constantly mobbing the whole class. I mean, again, the prefects do one of the worst jobs at containing those prissy brats." Malicious sweetness dripped from her voice, her eyes catching the dim light and shining slightly, innocently. She tilted her head up, allowing Daisuke to take her hand, though with hidden wariness as he bandaged it with his own cloth. "Thanks...." She mumbled quietly, completely ignoring the bit about blood tablets and someone catching scent of her blood. "Why, I'd wonder how you came upon me, Mister Toshikazu. Surely you weren't stalking this innocent Night Class student, were you? It's not like he's dangerous." There was a smirk hidden behind her outer features, and she was snickering mentally.

Faudi
Faudi yelped, suddenly being barreled over by Eizzac, her form smacking right against the pavement. She huffed lightly, pushing down her skirt back into place. She then clucked, watching him zoom away to the buildings. "That kid." She chuckled softly, checking herself over for any blood. Finding her elbow scraped, she grumbled, a frown pulling at her facial features. "Aww, I can't even reach it." She pouted, somewhat disgruntled she couldn't even lick her own blood off of herself. Faudi sighed, pushing herself off of the ground, her arm before her as she glanced at the wound.

She tilted her head to the side, her green eyes flashing lightly. "Well, off to boring classes we go then." She huffed, walking away from the others towards the main building.

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Character Portrait: Shikeio Toshikazu Character Portrait: Daisuke Hayashi Character Portrait: Keicha Moroktu
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Shikeio
"Well, you see, the reason I'm out here and not in the dorm like a good little girl is probably because the prefects around here do a horrible job at keeping track of their charges. And why he's here is probably the same reason you're here, no? I mean, a hurt little Day Class girl, who wouldn't want to help such a thing?"

Shikeio was taken aback by the girl's tone. The fuck? The fuck? It was like her words completely contradicted her appearance. What. The. Hell. 

"Besides, I wouldn't blame him from trying to get away from all those girls constantly mobbing the whole class. I mean, again, the prefects do one of the worst jobs at containing those prissy brats."

Shikeio stood, mouth agape. Did this bitch know how hard it was to keep those girls contained? He shoved his hands in his pockets and clenched his fists. Good God, people were so stupid sometimes. 

Just then, Daisuke ripped a part of his uniform off and wrapped it around her wound. Shikeio stood rigid. Blood. He blinked a couple times, then frowned as Daisuke left. He, of all people, should have more restraint. He was, after all, a prefect, for God's sake. And then, when it couldn't have gotten any more stressful, she had to open her mouth again. "Why, I'd wonder how you came upon me, Mister Toshikazu. Surely you weren't stalking this innocent Night Class student, were you? It's not like he's dangerous. He was about to correct her, and that's when he finally remembered that she had no idea about his vampire abilities, or vampires at all, for that matter. He sighed. He needed a drink. 

"Look, whatever your name is, next time you want to criticize the way our priorities are ordered, think about it. We, four students, two today actually, had to keep screaming mobs of hormone-inflicted teenage girls away from the Night Class while they got to class. Hunting through the woods for little bitches that get the fantastic idea in their head to disobey school rules is second to that. And, if Daisuke had wanted to get away from the mob, all he'd need to do was get his ass in class. Furthermore, I was sent by the Head Girl to check up on Daisuke to make sure he got where he needed to go. But, as of now, I trust Daisuke to get to class more than I trust you to get to your dorm alone. Which is why you're going to get up and I'm going to escort you back," he finished, content to have corrected every misconception the girl's speech held. 

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Character Portrait: Ondo Masaru Character Portrait: Yuri Hitoame Character Portrait: Faudi Rens Character Portrait: Daisuke Hayashi Character Portrait: Kiiro Kimura Character Portrait: Keicha Moroktu
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Faudi
Faudi pouted, crossing her arms and sticking her tongue out between her fangs. "Mleh, fine. But I still think it's a waste of perfectly good blood. He'll never last long, that's why I brought it up. And... Masaru, you do realize that that haughty prefect is never comfortable, right? So thus referring to him as a danger is always present." The fem pointed out, tapping her slender fingers softly against the wood of the bench.

Faudi shrugged, dipping her head slightly before getting up and walking over to where Daisuke was sitting. She smirked, plopping down next to him and pulling her legs up, resting them on his lap. "Hey Daisuke~" She snickered, leaning back against her arms as she sat. Her eyes scanned him up and down before narrowing at the tear in his shirt. "So what was it?" She asked curiously, referring to the blood smell that had been lingering around by some unknown student. She already knew Amaya had bled, she could smell the distinct, if not revolting, smell of B blood mixing with everyone else's.

Her eyes continuously scanned the room as well as outside of the windows for any signs of Han-chan as she waited for Daisuke's reply.

Keicha
She huffed, rolling her eyes at the pathetic Prefect. "Bidon." She snapped under her breath, stamping her foot on the ground for Mouse to come. The ermine quickly trotted back to the girl, wriggling his nose once more. Keicha rolled her eyes, walking back to the entrance of the dorm, the weasel weaving its way between her legs as she did so. She spotted another prefect and another one of her fellow Day Class students.

She smirked, realizing this was the sweet tooth who always had something in her pockets. She brushed past her, her hand slightly out and slipping into her left pocket before pulling the dumdum out. Only lucky for Keicha, as she never knew which pocket held what part of the candy. She turned as she walked in, her eyes meeting Yuri's, and that same smirk played on her features, lighting her face up nicely as she twitched the candy in between her fingers.

The girl turned forward, stepping inside of the building and heading down the halls.

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Daisuke

"So what was it?" He twitched slightly, looking up toward the Vampire who had spoken to him. He was pretty sure it was Faudi, but without eyes he couldn't be quite sure. "Nothing really, some Day Class girl cut up her hand sneaking around the woods. One of the prefects showed up before I could ask her anything though," he sighed longingly, tapping his pencil on the desk and fiddling with the tin of blood tablets in his pocket for a moment before pulling them out, "Also I had forgotten them again. The damn prefect acted like I would have eaten the girl; honestly if I wanted fresh stuff I would have leapt the fence and gone hunting for owls before I dared reveal myself to a Day Class student. I may get hungry faster than some, but I'm not stupid, nor am I unloyal." He glanced at the back of the Dorm Heads' heads as he spoke, knowing that at the slant the seats were on they'd be just under him. "All I wanted was to learn from someone who wasn't super biased what daylife is like. But of course, we're treated like monsters from their movies and novels." He rested his elbow onto the table, chin in his cupped hand, seemingly staring off into space. He never looked any of these people in the eye for more than a few moments, to keep them from noticing his eyes were paler than most and near pupil-less. It hurt even to think about the cruelties even humans had pushed on him because he couldn't see. He relied on the eyes of the few who did know, on their words and ability to describe the world around them, and he hated it. But at the same time, he wouldn't dare use his ability to see using another's eyes without asking them first.

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Character Portrait: Ondo Masaru Character Portrait: Haru Setohara Character Portrait: Faudi Rens Character Portrait: Daisuke Hayashi Character Portrait: Amaya Jun Character Portrait: Eizzac Setsuneda
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Eizzac keeps his head turned, silently observing his surroundings and all of its escapades. It seems that everyone was going about with their business. Daisuke silently thinking to himself, Haru and Miyuki having a chat with each other, the same thing with Faudi and Masaru. Eizzac felt as if he was forgetting something... there was something missing...and then as movement from the door catches his eyes, he realized that Hanone was the last to enter. He watches as Hanone grudgingly trudges his way into the classroom, the make-up on his face marring his frustrated persona. At first Eizzac felt quite sorry for Hanone, pitying his inability at dodging the rest of the fan girls. Soon after, he started to feel relief. It was a wise, albeit embarassing and cowardly, choice to run away with his tail between his legs. Shaking his head he turns on his seat, sitting backwards with his chin leaning on the chair, showing his interest with the events at hand. "Why was I freaking born with such a weak body, dammit!" He winces slightly, wishing to speak up, wanting to deny his self accusation, but instead he just shakes his head. It's better to just observe and stay away from all of his other fellow students. He had nothing to do with them, other than just keeping his distance and listening.

He shakes his head in reassurance, once again going to observe what was happening with the other Day Class students. He shivers as Hanone slams the table closing his eyes in fear of his dominance, before squintingly observing once more, behind the protection of the back of his chair. Suddenly Faudi just gets a small glass of water, splashing its contents on Hanone's ill-tempered face. Eizzac's mouth starts to contort into that of a smir, his hands going over his mouth, starting to go into a small fit giggles, the sound slightly audible in the room. His ears twitch as the sound of another individual's chuckle. It took him a moment, but he realized that the other person's laughter was Masaru's. His eyes widen staring at his superior, his laughter betraying his usual formal and more commanding personality.

Eizzac stared at Masaru, his mouth slightly agape. He continued to stare at Masaru, up until some movement catches his eyes. Eizzac's eyes darted towards the door, watching as one of the prefects make way into the room, locking eyes on Masaru, requesting for his presence. Masaru stands up and gives authority to Hanone, starting walking outside with the prefect, but not before Faudi silently, yet darkly confronts the prefect. "You're the leader of the pathetic group. Amaya, right? Here's a bloody brilliant idea. Do your job right. You and your group are always harping at everyone for not giving you enough respect with your job. Yet you couldn't help but run off and let one of us get mobbed anyway?" Chills run down his back at the sound of her chilling tone Slowly he turns on his own seat, crossing his arms. He was finished observing, he didn't want to watch too long and some how...some way get involved. Shaking his head, he stares at his desk, waiting quietly.

Slowly his mind starts to wander once more, wondering why he was here... It's not that he's not enjoying himself, but he knows how he interacts with people. He was different, the back of the group. He's barely spoken to any of his fellow Day Class students. He's never told them why he was here, he never told anyone facts about himself, solely because talking was such a hurdle for him to cross, why bother? He shakes his head staring at his desk, now more saddened than ever.