Mitsuko sat up abruptly, startled out of her mind. The two boys yelling at each other was enough to disturb her slumber, but the book slamming down on the table was what really jerked her out of her mindless state. Her eyes were wide with tiredness, but she made her way to the font at the teacher's command. Another kid was already up there, one of the ones who was yelling and who, from what she could remember, was accused of being related to a traitor or something like that. She went to stand next to him and gave him a small, tired smile.