Unplanned study group

A rather loud thud could be heard somewhere on another table... table that generally used for someone to study alone that is. A sixteen years old boy with high school uniform is sitting there. His face planted on the table. Had this some sort of manga, his head probably would let out some steam... He twirled his clawed index finger above his head, creating some sort of ice to cool his overheating head...

"...Why must I study this," he muttered, looking at the stacks of books on trolley beside him. Yes, he just took whatever he think would be taught in class... Come to think of it, he only came to this school because he thought it'll be good for misfit like him, but what do you know... the subjects felt like some ancient language to him.

"...I can't take this anymore... I'm hungry... but cafeteria isn't open... Hungry, hungry, hungry... no, don't eat the books... They're not sandwiches, they're books..." ...sadly, his vision slowly blurred and the book now looked like really appetizing giant sandwich... His hand goes to the biggest of them all. "ahh, turkey filled, tomato, bacon, lettuce, chick-—"

Had it not for the glare coming from the librarian, the boy probably already sunk his teeth to the book. He quickly dropped the book back to its trolley.

"...This is suuuuckkksss..." once again, a loud thud.

A rather unusual looking girl sifted from shelf to shelf, devouring the laminated book covers and stands. No one could miss something as small as what she ate, the worst it could possibly do would to cause a few books to reenact the domino effect. A few slanted books weren't going to hurt anybody. She was making a positive change on the campus, using her beads to form better, more vibrant book stands. Surely a book display with more pzazz would get the attention of the younger students. She was only doing it for her favorite books anyways, again, nothing anyone could miss.

While shoving a book stand into her mouth, she noticed someone following the same suit. He was doing some strange magic as well, but being a living doll, nothing phased her anymore. Quickly, she headed over to him, her ringlet curls bounced with each skip. She gently flicked the young boy on the nose with her cold plastic hands to grab his attention.

" That's not how you eat OR study mister!" Candy exclaimed, jokingly wagging her finger. " You can eat this." She informed him, before shoving the remainder of the book stand into her mouth. " Paper doesn't agree with me either, only plastic!— Something is telling me you can't eat that though..."

" How about I get something from the vending machine for you?!?" She proposed with a beaming grin. " You'll totally feel better once you get some 'normal' food in your stomach

"GAH!?"

Reminder: Some beasts are really sensitive on their nose. Siv is not an exception, even in his human form. The boy quickly ducked and nursed his smarting nose. At first he wanted to glare at this rude person who just like that flicked his nose...

"I-...I can eat almost everything..." yeah, he can, then probably get some constipation like that time when he eat rock after trying as best as he can to not eat any meats... Let's just say the taste didn't rocks. Already, this girl asked if she could get him something from this ven-ding may-cheen. What's that? Is that the box that back then he tried to bang to get food out but actually can't and is told that it's a crime?

"Ah... um... I... I tried... it... it's a crime to get food out of there isn't it? I-Is it some display for food in cafeteria or something?"

Clueless score: Perfect 100. Siv totally thought that it's just some advertisement for cafeteria food.

And then they're joined with some other boy... hoo, boy... two strangers! Siv's heart beats faster in nervousness, not even sure how he would deal with these two. His beast side already screaming that they're appetizing... and of course he wouldn't have that! And plus why are they being kind to him? Is it because they had no idea what he is?

"U-Um... I c-can study alone--" a total lie. His head doesn't even understand what is this Al-zee-brah. Why does those math scientists need to make this any more complicated than it already is? He understand the need of addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, and he think he was quite smart with it, but this Al-zee-brah is completely alien concept to him. "--th-thank you for the offer, though..." he tried to give a friendly smile, both of his fangs showing on the corners of his lips as he does that... if anything, that smile looked like a really awkward grin, somehow.