jokaito·:
with his guts having increased significantly since working with iwai had ren decided to study here. he ignored the gazes of everyone. all he did is write down what is needed for his biology essay. words flashed him by and his pen kept on writing and writing. after an half hour he decided to take a moment to breathe and to remember all he had learned today.
he’d put his pencil down, but for some reason it started to roll. before he knew it was on the ground. some people looked up from the small noise the falling pen had created. he didn’t bother and was about to grab it himself when he felt a tap on his shoulder. “ …? ”
he blinks for a second and looks down to see someone already had grabbed it for him. “ … oh. ” from what he could see she must be a third year. “ yes, that’s my pen. ” he lets a ghost of a smile pass him by. his hand would open as he’s afraid of hurting her by pure accident.
“ thank you for grabbing it for me. ”
Even though she’s the one that initiated the conversation ( kind of? mostly ), she’s still almost startled when the other actually looks at her; not that he actually did anything to surprise her, it’s just that ... as much as she’d like to think all those rumors are stupid and unnecessary, it’s not like she actually knows the guy ... Still, she likes to think that she hid it well, offering a small smile and a hum as she gingerly places the pen into his open palm. “No problem—”
A glance down at what he’d been scribbling prompts an unconscious huff of amusement, before she remembers that she’s kind of in the middle of a conversation. “Ah—sorry. Bio essay? I remember having to do that one ... Er, what I mean is ... good luck!” Absolutely none of that was reassuring. Jeez, she’s really not good at this upperclassman thing ...
