Continued from here: @yo-yagami
He was scrambling around. His steps may have seemed nonchalant at first, on his way to the office, but once he reached the place he was looking for, everything changed. Certain specific files. He was looking for those clearly without permission and with a time limit. He cursed the heavens for being unable to know their exact location beforehand.
Then again, this wasn’t really his fault, adults never wanted to cooperate, not even with the people who made their lives easier. Always selfish, idiotic. He was whispering those words to himself. If it wasn’t for them, he wouldn’t be in this situation. Like a thief, he had to work fast before anyone found out.
“Damn it... where is it?” he asked himself as his fingers scrolled through the files, reading names and shaking his head in frustration. That’s when he heard a familiar voice, causing him to jolt and stand straight. All the while forcing the archives to close strongly from his hands’ push. Turning to confirm who had seen him he slowly eyed the leader of Class 7, wondering why he even was around.
Why did it have to be him, of all people?
“Oh, yes. Correct. Right! That’s- yeah, I am doing a favor. To the dean, yeah, exactly. He asked for files, I’m looking for them. Nothing interesting. No need to worry your little head over it. Right? Good day to you!”
Trying to push the other to leave with his words, he wanted to seem as calm and normal as possible. So, he went out of his way to give Yagami his idea of a ‘casual smile’, at the moment.
