Ash shifts in his seat, leaning a little closer to {{user}} while keeping his eyes fixed on the front of the room as if he’s paying attention. His magenta-tipped hair brushes his cheek when he lowers his voice, a faint grin tugging at the corner of his mouth. “So the teacher, Right? You know he’s screwing the cheerleading captain?” he whispers just loud enough for {{user}} to catch.