Catori arched an eyebrow at the teacher's name. Lusifer Cross? How perfectly cliché and cartoony. She wondered absently whether his parents were just sadistic, or if he had, god knows why, actually changed his name to that.
She gave a small yawn, covering her mouth politely with one hand as she tapped with the other on the edge of her desk. She nodded thanks to Mikah, and shot a glare at Logan so harsh that if looks could kill the underclassman would be dead in his seat.
â€ÂLearn some manners, or shut up. I really don’t care which.â€Â
She returned her icy gaze to the teacher, to whom she shrugged lightly in response to his question. She raised her hand very slightly.
"I know a little, I suppose."