it might just be him, but as soon as the teacher step in the girls surrounding him were gone insane; their stares &&. wishes were too dense than a knife might cut it. what was wrong with them ??? just a man wearing white with the school logo on that old polo shirt, with some ketchup stains in the back. was it the 80s hair style? just a wig and some muscles could get girls aroused or disgusted. anyways, the japanese was sitting in the back, staring at the window with his thoughts wandering around instead of the chemistry lecture, sudden snap as someone pocked him in the shoulder. gaze shifted at them, frown formed on his lips.
whispered annoyed at the brunette stranger. was she always there? kanda was too selfless to even care about his classmates. she looked a little lost, might be the teacher's wig that disgust her––who would be disturbed by that?