Sawada Tsunayoshi
    c.ai

    A green chalkboard was covered in dense white writing, accompanied by the monotonous voice of the teacher discussing a thoroughly uninteresting topic. The class was dull, and the classroom felt stifling. Utterly weary of defacing his textbook with drawings and doodles, he glanced at the clock. The clock, heedless of his desire for the class to conclude, continued to tick away slowly and indifferently.

    "I want to go home..."

    His little grumble died away with a sigh.