He saw the teacher before he entered the room. She was tall and frail looking, her simple brown hair parted evenly down her face revealing a kind smile with soft eyes to match. Kyouseke guessed she was somewhere in her late twenties or early thirties, though he had always been a terrible judge of age. To him, she seemed like the type of teacher that would have trouble standing up for herself if trouble in the class arose, but only time would tell.
Kahori Nakane, Kyouseke recalled her name.
Alright well lets get this over with, he thought with some distaste.
"Good morning class," Kahori said gently. "Now please settle down. Please help me welcome our new student. I'll let him introduce himself."
"Thank you, Sensei," Kyouseke said dryly. He then turned to the class. "My name is Kyouseke Gareki."
There was a pause in which the class waited for him to say more, but instead he went to sit down. Kyouseke spied only two open seats, and one of them was right in front, which he would loathe to have. The second one, although surrounded by people, gave him some distance from the board. Second row from the window, second seat from the back. As he went to his seat, his eyes opened wider when he spotted the girl that had slapped him sitting in the back row, diagonally to his new spot.
He paused only for a moment before continuing towards his seat and sitting down, placing his bag next to his chair.
The class was left in awkward silence.
"Uhh, alright then!" Kahori picked up. "L-let's all make him feel right at home then."