"Kisaragi?"
The bored looking teen opened an eye, glaring at the brunette by his side.
"What?"
Ayano smiled sheepishly, tapping on his desk nervously. The worksheet before him had numbers and words etched unto its surface, though none of it interested the boy.
"We have to have it finished by the end of class Kisaragi-"
"You need help don't you?"
Her eyes widened, before she dropped them in shame. "Ah ha… Maybe. I haven't figured this one out yet-"
"Well don't ask me. I haven't started." Shintaro stated simply, before returning to gazing out the window.
Ayano Tateyama frowned slightly before smiling sheepishly at the back of his head. Her attention now back on the math before her, a sigh escaped as she became frustrated just looking at it. On instinct her hand reached up to play with her scarf before she realized it was no longer around her neck. Ah right, school rules. At least, this teachers rules. She pouted slightly as she thought about it.
"Ayano have you done this one yet?"
"Ah yeah I'm not too sure how to do it." She turned with a friendly smile to converse with her friends, unaware of the attention she'd managed to gain from her unlikely companion.
Not that Shintaro was interested in an emotional sort of way. From the corner of his eyes, he watched the group of girls beside him. It was strange to see the annoying girl beside him attract so many people.
Giving her credit, it wasn't anything about her that was annoying. As far as he cared, she was a good person. It was just her attitude. She was always so happy. About everything. There was no way to dampen her smile. No matter what happened, she smiled. Low grade on the test, smile. Change in classes to a subject she hated, smile. Friends spitting out rude remarks, smile. Not one thing annoyed her. And it annoyed him
What kind of idiot can handle all that? He thought sullenly, shifting in his seat.
A moment later, he felt his paper slid off the desk, a hand slapped down on the table in front of him. "Ah Kisaragi! I'm sorry!"
In response, he turned to glare at the person. His eyes passed over the worried gaze of the girl beside him. Although she never frowned, Shintaro didn't want to be the one to make her. His shoulders stiffened as he forced his expression blank. "Don't worry about it."
It was as if the entire room froze, all eyes landing on the messy headed loner. His thoughts of Ayano forgotten, his eyes glared back, as if daring the class to say something. "What?" he snapped before turning back to the window.
Out of his sight, Ayano smiled warmly, amused by his antics.