*nods off during the notes, his mind elsewhere, perhaps somewhere he doesn't have to worry about juggling all of his responsibilities, and completely misses everything the teacher says*
[The bell rings and as most of the students stand and make their way out of the classroom, one remains behind, the teacher giving him a critical look.]
"Yamamoto, you do realise that that bell signals the beginning of your classes, no? We wouldn't want to be late again, would we?"
*cringes slightly at the emphasis on the word late and reddens slightly*
Err, no, sir. I'm sorry, but I'll be on my way in just a moment. I just...have to deal with something here first.
*gestures at the decorations streaming from his desk, turning redder still as he does so*
[The teacher gives a wry grin, then, knowing that he doesn't have the student in his next class, leaves without a word, secure in the fact that the boy is no longer his problem.]
*looks around to see that no one else remains within viewing distance before opening his desk and quickly shoveling as much of its contents a he can into his bag, pushing the rest out of sight in the desk once more*
Ugh. Two tardies in one day. I guess I can thank the headmistress for clearing the first, but...
I'm gonna kill the guys for this.
*stalks out of the classroom, face best red from anger and embarrassment, then stops in front of the slide to his next class, Cryptids in Literature*
Man, these things. At least there's no one around to watch this time. They always make me feel like a kid.
*bites his lip as he mounts the slide, still wearing the tomato-like complexion, which lightens, then turns into a giddy grin as the rush of air past his face brightens his mood*
[The Cryptids in Literature class is not a popular one. Though it counts as an English credit and is one of the more desirable courses in the area, few take it because it counts as an elective as well, one which could be better spent on a lunch or joke class in their opinion. The walls are plastered with images of famous cryptids, such as the well-known images of the Loch Ness Monster and Bigfoot. Included are many lesser-known cryptids as well, mostly overshadowed by the 'celebrities'. Inside the dark room, three students are seated facing towards the teacher, a minuscule young woman with short blonde hair wearing a bright sundress that seems somewhat out of place with the decor and overall mood of the room. She is currently taking attendance, a strenuous task when considering the class's total size of four.]
*rushes the remaining few steps to the door, shouting over the ringing bell as he does*
I'm here, I'm here! I just had to take care of something! Please don't mark me late!
*sighs and trudges to his seat, then realises that to get to anything in his bag he will have to dig through the mound of pink and fluffy stuff now sitting there and slumps over on his desk*
