I own nothing.
No one really notices Ishida to start with. Considering that, no one notices when, in class, the amount of attention he pays to the lesson is no longer concentrated with the frankly frightening single-minded intensity he used to.
Sure, he's still paying attention. Sure, he's still taking notes. Sure, he's still acing every single test. But he is, emm, shall we say… spacing out.
It's Ishida's homeroom teacher who notices first.
Her thoughts are those of irritation when she realizes that he's not paying as much attention as he used to. In fact, his eyes aren't even on the blackboard.
God, not you too.
Well, Ishida does turn his eyes towards the blackboard every few seconds, but the teacher follows his gaze for where it's going when it's not on the blackboard.
Straight to the admittedly very eye-catching redhead two desks over.
Looks like the hormones have finally started to kick in. The teacher frowns as she goes over what she knows about Ishida. Admittedly, he's probably the student she knows the least—so very quiet and standoffish—but from what little she knows of him, she can come to an opinion.
But she's not his type at all. Inoue's so sweet and Ishida's so… Ishida.
She shakes her head unobtrusively. Who'd have thought?