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Although his studies were not necessarily always the top of his priorities, Komaeda did have the courtesy to come early to class. Interest came from something as simple as observing when students came in, where their habits fell, and how much potential was conveyed as a result.
Today, however, his attention was seized not by the people to gradually enter the room, but by the petite figure behind the main desk. Unable to take a seat until clarification was given, the blonde took one tentative step past the door.
"Are you...?"
To prevent sounding completely arrogant, his tone quieted. For a boy who barely looked to be past puberty, the other certainly carried an air of maturity. Silently wondering if there was such a thing as a Super Middle School Level ability, an amused smile soon lifted his lips.
"This is history, isn't it?"