Kyra had quiet frankly pushed the mornings meeting out of her mind, she had things to do and no weirdo was going to distract her. She'd been entirely focused on her assignment, fingers idly twirling the pen between as she read. A white blur that fluttered just at the edge of her vision distracted her enough to temporarily cease her reading, a sudden feeling of unease filling her stomach. 

[i] Don't tell me... [/i] Her mind pleaded a's she reached for her bag and scanned the contents within. Her eyes narrowing and her teeth gritting when she finds something missing. Her gaze moves back to the window and she watches as the white blur -now paper pieces- float idly in the breeze. She caught a sight of writing on one and found herself rising to her feet before she fully thought on her actions. 

"I'll be right back, I don't feel quiet well." She all but hissed to her professor before storming out of the room. Her bag slung over er shoulder, she takes off down the hall in a familiar pace. Reaching the stairs that would lead her up to the roof, she took a moment to tie her blonde hair back and unclench her jaw. Pushing open the doors and dropped her bag and moved forward with anger filling her veins, he'd taken her notebook and was using the pages as confetti. "You jerk, what the hell?" SHe hissed as she neared him and reached out for her notebook, it was hers dammit and he had no right to take it. [@Mae]