It's a boring class..

The class did not pay much attention to what the teacher told, some were sleeping, some were chatting, some were sleeping.. and childe was one of the sleepers.

Tartaglia was sleeping with his head on the table and his arms on either side of his head, ginger hair messy... the teacher noticed him, walked over to his desk and hit him on the head with a roll of paper.

"Gah!- o-"

Ajax raised his head, his dark blue eyes wide, His lips became a straight line.