This chapter is a Kiku chapter! To take a break from the crying boys for now.
He looked outside the classroom window. It was raining. How strange.
Kiku turned back to his school papers, which was most likely math. That's it. Math.
Sighing, he took out a pencil and started working.
After a few minutes of working in silence, there was a little poke on his shoulder.
"What do y-?!" He started, before realizing it was the teacher.
"Uh... M'am... What do you need?" He stuttered, blushing in embarrassment.
Ms. Hassan frowned. "Didn't I tell you that that was homework?" She asked, a stern look in her green eyes.
Kiku turned redder. "A-ah... I'm sorry..." He stammered.
"Good." She smiled, walking off. "See me after class."
•••
After class had ended, Kiku stood by Ms. Hassan's desk.
"You wanted to see me?" He asked timidly.
Ms. Hassan smiled.
"Well, my son is transferring to this school tomorrow. He's moving here from Egypt, as his father died recently."
Kiku nodded, slightly interested in what she had to say.
"And his name is Gupta Muhammed Hassan. Please call him Gupta, though. Muhammed was his father's name."
Kiku continued nodding. "Y-yes m'am."
Ms. Hassan sighed. "What I'm saying is could you show him around school and hang out with him?" She asked. Hopefully the Japanese boy would say yes.
"I'll do it, m'am." Kiku stated.
"Good." She smiled again, ushering him out of the classroom. "Now don't be late to your last class."
He smiled and waved back as he walked off to his next class.
