“..Yes.” The taller agreed, a bit surprised that Kenma remembered his name. Not only did the other usually seem to be in his own world when they weren’t playing, but he himself wasn’t exactly an outgoing active player, and he wasn’t a regular. If he was remembered, he thought it’d be something more along the lines of: ‘That kid who messed up his only chance against Seijoh’ Since it seemed that the losses would follow you around longer than he wins. He still had matches to make up for that..
Regardless, it was kind of nice to be noticed once and a while. Depending on who it was and what they might have to say about what they did recall.
Though, it could just be he is good with memorization. You’d probably have to be for a lot of gaming.
Yamaguchi was grateful for the bit of extra room and used it to stretch out a shred more. Even if it was a bit tight, it was better than continuing to run around. At least in here he could relax a bit while he waited to be scooped up. “Nice uniforms..” He mumbled, much more stylish then the ones at his school.
─【🐾】─ silence seems to trickle into the air
briefly as he stalls as to what he could say, he has
a lot of things in his mind not to say, to the boy who
has arrived at his school. maybe he should start with
something stereotypical, like wondering how they
have adjusted or what was different, but the other’s
small remark brings his attention back.
aureate hues glance down at the uniform he
donned ever so curiously, the tie, shirt & vest reflecting
nothing back to him beyond a daily habit & repetitive view.
if anything, he’d call the other’s uniform interesting in
their gakuran style - refreshing to the eye.
his words are nothing close to condescending, simply
inquisitive & as polite as monotonous tone can get.
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