And so Youhei's first attempt at making friends with the newbies failed hard; he got the impression that Nami (surname unknown) wasn't being 100% serious with her standoffish attitude, but all things considered it wasn't worth the risk. [b]'F... fair play. I have a few overprotective brothers too, so I know... them... feels.'[/b] He slowly trailed off as the girl performed a fantastic heel flip turn and stalked off to the sofas. [i]Another one to avoid/be avoided by,[/i] he thought glumly... and that list was growing steadily. Youhei shook himself off, forcing himself to get a grip; while it was true that a lot of people he had grown to trust had left so suddenly, he wasn't about to lower himself to feeling lonely about it. 
At times like this, there was only one thing to do; have a fag.

He excused himself from the common room, giving Kirijo a sneaky wink as he beat his retreat; his pride wasn't so great that he wouldn't admit being just a little intimidated by Nami... He passed the others on his way up, giving Shirogane a funny look as the lad failed at basic English and deciding that since Kirijo was taking the laissez-faire approach with Leo, he'd teach him some bloody Japanese at some point. Youhei rolled himself a cigarette as he passed the ominous double doors on the top floor and pointedly ignored the No Entry sign on the rooftop door while slipping out into the sunlight. Sparking up, Youhei took a deep drag while trying to organise his thoughts... The arrival of the new students had done wonders to clear his mind, but the guilt as still there, niggling away at him. [b]'This dorm needs a goddamn councillor...',[/b] he growled while leaning over the railings. [b]'What if I get PTSD, eh?!'[/b]