The foreigner seemed more and more likely to blow a vein in panic and Fuyuki was to the point of irritation when the other boy thankfully interceded. He turned to the newly introduced Yamauchi, cracking a grateful smile. Who knew how long Parker would have gone on for otherwise... Now that things had calmed a bit, Fuyuki took the time to evaluate his new classmates; both seemed quite well-built, athletic and carried an air of capability. Other than that, they were pretty much opposites... Parker was apparently excitable, loud and judging from his panicked concern, probably quite caring. Yamauchi was... mysterious and a bit frightening. Fuyuki didn't know what the boy's issues were, but guesswork implied it had something to do with his overly perfect and slightly scary face; disfigurement perhaps? Some necrotic disease? Filing the issue for later investigation, he reached for his PDA to continue talking.

Before he could begin typing, another voice piped in from the stairwell. The owner of said voice was another odd one (not uncommon at this school...), expressionless, but with a spark in her eye; Amity Cole, a girl he had a file on from last year. He gave her a warm smile and a little wave; they hadn't talked much, but hopefully she might remember him. [b]'Good Morning, Cole. I know wh-'[/b], he cut off as Parker began talking, choosing to assume he hadn't been heard rather than been talked over. A certain cynical part of him wagered the benefits of revealing his true gender to the group; being definitively male could help gain closer contacts from the other male students, but being considered female would allow him to ingratiate himself with the female population... In the end he decided to remain ambiguous and gave the three of them a happy, intentionally girly grin. [b]'2-4 should be just around the-'[/b] Suddenly a fourth voice cut in, this time from down the corridor. [i]Oh for fuck's sake, why won't you idiots stay out of my business today?[/i] Fuyuki climbed back up the stairs to give the girl a faux grateful bow, before turning back to his classmates. [b]'... As she says, just down this hallway. If you would follow me?'[/b] As he turned away, Fuyuki let his mask drop for a moment, cursing the lot of them under his breath...