Slugging himself through the doors of the classroom, Kota slumps down at his desk, placing his bag wherever it lands. He was too tired to move it.

He rotates his body and stares at Eri intently, eyebrows furrowing.

"You're friends with Mahoro, right? Do you know her brother's name?" He asked curiously– trying to seem casual. His clenched fists said otherwise.

And perhaps which room he stayed in- ahem.

He hasn't been able to get that boys face out of his head. All he needs is the name, and possibly every little thing about him.

For research purposes... obviously.