(Cont) F: She directed her attention, very quickly, right back to her notebook, a very slight tinge of red coming to her cheeks. …she hoped he hadn’t seen her looking. He was definitely breaking dress code, but… he’d get away with it. This school was probably already terrified of him. Funny, how that happens. B- Sait sighed, running a hand through his hair as he endured the /obnoxious/ voice of the obviously shaken professor. When class was over, he gathered his bag, slinging it around his massive shoulder and looking back at Rei. He wanted to tell somebody /something/. But that was stupid. Who would understand? Nobody. He’d either be called mental, taken to some sort of human lab, or put on sale. None of those things sounded very pleasing to him. Staring back forwards with a snort, Sait began to make his way out of the classroom, and to his next class. Lunch.
