“Isn’t he just a darling?” Dante called from outside the window beside the girl’s seat as he pushed open the window, a little louder than necessary. A cool breeze drifted in with him as he climbed up onto the window frame, swinging his legs over the side and plopping himself down beside Kyra, sitting on the windowsill. “I saw you giving him the googly eyes and I just had to see for myself. Did you know scent of teenage hormones can be smelt all the way from the gates from here? ” He threw his feet up on the desk – [i]clump clump[/i] went his boots – and crossed them absentmindedly.

It was like no one else in the room had even noticed him yet – Dante Sphinx, notorious troublemaker and hearthrob – he was starting to cause a ruckus and it was like the teacher didn’t even know he was there.

“So sweetie – really what is your name? You happen to be sitting in my seat. Now why don’t you run along and sit at the teacher’s desk with him like a good pet?” A cruel grin spread across his face at that. 
[@Arista]