Scribbling down some more notes into your jotter, you find yourself incredibly bored. Mindless busy work isn't exactly your favourite pass time. Glancing up, you're unimpressed but not suprised to see that your teacher is asleep. Again. Having nothing else to do but wait for your next class, you begin to doodle in your book. If he's not going to do any work, you sure as hell aren't either.

The classroom had erupted into chatter and chaos once he'd fell asleep, something you'd learnt to tune out by now. This teacher in particular was hardly ever awake to teach properly, let alone discipline his class, and often other school staff would walk in to tell you off. Your class so loud it could be heard from down the hall, apparently.

You're so good at ignoring your surroundings that you don't notice Gin advancing towards your desk, until your notebook is suddenly snatched out of your hands. A sly smile spreads over her face as she looks at what you've drawn, obnoxious laughter leaving her as she looks at it.

"Awww, these are so cute! It's adorable that you think you could draw anything, that's actually, like, good." She throws the notebook back to you, snickering. You scrunch your face up at her, placing your work back onto your desk and trying to ignore her. She smirks, putting a hand on your shoulder and rubbing it condescendingly. God, she's such a bitch.

"Stop being such a crybaby. Scrunching your face up like that makes you uglier than you already are, you know?"