The lit cigarette lightly pressed to his lips, as he puffed it, a cloud of smoke exhaling into the air, he leered at Toka underneath his eyelashes. The dark circles underneath his eyes played a great role in letting Toka know he hasn’t slept, he’s sleep deprived. “You’ve been attending school?” he asks, curiously, but to Toka it felt like he used it to end the awkward silence.

He hasn't been attending school himself these days, so him questioning her about her attendance was interesting, nonetheless. This is just how Suguru was.