Yuki hugged her text books as she entered history class. Unlike most of the other students, she quite liked history. It was one of her favourite subjects. This was not at all due to the teacher. In her opinion, with or without Paragon there, history class would be the same. He's such a lazy teacher- most of the time, he just made the read the text books. And at the rare times when he did teach, his unmotivated drawl made most of the class fall asleep. She detested him.
She headed to the back row, to the seat next to the window. This, she discovered, was the seat that would attract the least attention. Which was perfect, in her opinion. The bullies usually sat in the opposite side of the room.
But apparently not today. As she sat down, one of the most unpleasant boys dragged the chair beside her desk loudly, and took a seat. She tried to ignore him as she opened her text book. The boy proceeded to stare at her, to get her to react. She bit her lip and started to read. Well, it was more like she stared hard at the page with full concentration.
She headed to the back row, to the seat next to the window. This, she discovered, was the seat that would attract the least attention. Which was perfect, in her opinion. The bullies usually sat in the opposite side of the room.
But apparently not today. As she sat down, one of the most unpleasant boys dragged the chair beside her desk loudly, and took a seat. She tried to ignore him as she opened her text book. The boy proceeded to stare at her, to get her to react. She bit her lip and started to read. Well, it was more like she stared hard at the page with full concentration.