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♬ Kaoru Yamate ♬
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Gender: Male
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Age: 17
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Title: The Musician
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Tagged: Daiki, Akira,
Hinata
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Gender: Male
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Age: 17
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Title: The Musician
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Tagged: Daiki, Akira,
Hinata
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"That's great! I really appreciate it, seriously," Kaoru responded, glad to have seemingly put the brunette a bit more at ease. Heck, he even got a smile out of her! She really is a nice girl. I'm sure she'll warm up to us all eventually, he decided in his head, in step with Hinata as they entered the engineering classroom. Seeing Daiki and Kaede - apparently the star students of this particular class - take their seats up front, he proceeded to secure a pair of desks right behind them for himself and his partner. Because, apparently, pairing up in this class was a usual occurrence, with the exception of Akira, who didn't seem to be either bothered or unused to working alone. Pulling a standard black notebook and a blue pen out of his backpack, which he had set aside on the floor once more, the teen prepared himself for what would most likely be a period spent taking semi-vigilant notes which he would review later. Mostly because he couldn't be certain his mind would be there the entire time spent doing the actual listening and learning part. See, he wasn't exactly the most rapt individual out there when it came to things that didn't suit his interests. Not that learning about the history of transport via train sounding boring, or anything like that. Actually, history was probably his best subject, which is why he felt better the moment it was announced as the lesson's main focus. He could do that, sure, especially if he had Hinata there to help him. Perhaps he would even be the one offering assistance, although he honestly expected it to be more of a mutual partnership for the lesson. As the teacher began, Kaoru picked up his pen, opened up to a fresh page, and starting making quick little notations of anything he found of importance, annotating points of interest that he would want to look up later on the side with tiny asterisks.
Just as he finished rewriting something that he had previously crossed out, caused by his even less extravagant than per usual and currently barely legible handwriting, he saw a tiny slip of paper make its way onto the edge of his desk. He looked at it for a curious moment, just scrutinizing the neatly yet hastily folded white sheet as if analyzing its purpose for being there. Reaching out his left hand, however, he discreetly snatched it up and unfolded it with the fingers not presently carrying his writing utensil, but not before quickly glancing around to find its source. Daiki seemed a bit distracted, while Akira had a similarly folded piece of paper on her desk to the far side of the classroom. Probably Daiki, then, as everyone else appeared to be at least trying to pay attention. Although, he supposed that the engineering expert could afford to take a small break from something he most likely already knew. After all, they had only gone over the beginning of the lesson, and the Sakura student probably heard of whatever was being lectured about before. "Would you mind going with Akira to get groceries for Sakura? Tell Hinata I need her to help me with setting up your rooms, with me and Kaede." Ah, so that's what this was all about. Doing some routine shopping didn't sound all that bad, and it presented him with the chance to get to talk to Akira without looking like he was coming onto her, or something equally mortifying that would ruin his image. Ripping a page out his notebook as quietly as he deemed possible, he folded his own note and sent it back in Daiki's direction. Inside, he had written: Not at all, sounds like a good chance to get all of my favorite snacks. I'll let Hinata know you want her help in the dorm rooms. And, doing just that, he flipped over the note the charismatic teenager had given him earlier and quickly scrawled out: Daiki and Kaede need your help setting up our rooms in the dorm later before passing it over to the desk beside his.
Just as he finished rewriting something that he had previously crossed out, caused by his even less extravagant than per usual and currently barely legible handwriting, he saw a tiny slip of paper make its way onto the edge of his desk. He looked at it for a curious moment, just scrutinizing the neatly yet hastily folded white sheet as if analyzing its purpose for being there. Reaching out his left hand, however, he discreetly snatched it up and unfolded it with the fingers not presently carrying his writing utensil, but not before quickly glancing around to find its source. Daiki seemed a bit distracted, while Akira had a similarly folded piece of paper on her desk to the far side of the classroom. Probably Daiki, then, as everyone else appeared to be at least trying to pay attention. Although, he supposed that the engineering expert could afford to take a small break from something he most likely already knew. After all, they had only gone over the beginning of the lesson, and the Sakura student probably heard of whatever was being lectured about before. "Would you mind going with Akira to get groceries for Sakura? Tell Hinata I need her to help me with setting up your rooms, with me and Kaede." Ah, so that's what this was all about. Doing some routine shopping didn't sound all that bad, and it presented him with the chance to get to talk to Akira without looking like he was coming onto her, or something equally mortifying that would ruin his image. Ripping a page out his notebook as quietly as he deemed possible, he folded his own note and sent it back in Daiki's direction. Inside, he had written: Not at all, sounds like a good chance to get all of my favorite snacks. I'll let Hinata know you want her help in the dorm rooms. And, doing just that, he flipped over the note the charismatic teenager had given him earlier and quickly scrawled out: Daiki and Kaede need your help setting up our rooms in the dorm later before passing it over to the desk beside his.