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Almost as if the gods had heard his qualms, the bell rung, indicating his perfect escape. He meant to call out after Kyoko had left to her Music classes, but she was gone too fast. The two shared a momentary glance before she got up, which sparked an interest in Senjin. Kyoko.

"My name is Gideon, I suppose Health calls for me as well. The music's not bad if that's what you were asking about."

"Gideon's a pretty cool name..." Senji thought to himself. The music continued to play awkwardly between the two a short moment after she left. It didn't do much to numb the feeling of dread, but to his relief, the other boy had gotten up to leave, sweeping the remaining pork buns into his arms and walked away at a notable pace. The sweat that dripped down his back at that moment seemed to cool over a bit, allowing the small brunette boy some breathing space.

The sweaty boy hadn't realized that his caramel custard was not even close to finished, however. He appreciated Kyoko's kind gesture, so he would surely not let this one go to waste. After packing up his paraphernalia, he grabbed a plastic spoon from a nearby dispenser and began to snack on the dessert as he left the cafeteria. The halls were crowded with students, pushing and squeezing their way through to get to their upcoming classes. It was odd, he didn't know why they were in such a hurry; teachers usually came later than the students anyway. Must be because of the hype everyone experiences during their first week.

Senji shrugged it off, diligently scooping up small dollops of custard, getting closer and closer to his classroom. He turned a sharp corner and was greeted by a metal sign that read:

"Health Education - Room ###"

Abruptly, he stopped in his tracks right outside the door leading to the room as a sudden epiphany occurred to him.

"He... Gideon mentioned being in Health class... yoinks." suctioning the spoon to latch onto his tongue, he slowly opened the door to the classroom. Thankfully, he was the first one to arrive, despite Gideon leaving earlier. He carefully took a seat next to the windows in the third row from the front. Senji secured his seat and then watched the other students as they gradually poured into the classroom after him. The custard was barely half-done, which worried Senji. Back in middle school, they never cared about him eating during class. The brunette decided to take the risk so as to not let Kyoko's money go to waste, quietly slipping the custard underneath his desk as the teacher stepped into class.

Simultaneously, he awaited the brooding presence of tall, dark and exceptionally good-looking.
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