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Okumura was staring at the chalkboard, dumbfounded. Suguro rolled his eyes. Why was the kid here if he wasn't going to take his studies seriously? It really got under his skin.
"I don't... get it," Okumura murmured, blinking.
"What don't you get?" Moriyama asked. "I don't know how much help I could be, but I can try."
Biting back a scoff, Suguro crossed his arms. It wasn't that hard to understand. Honestly, they'd been studying this part of holy scripture for almost a week, and Okumura still didn't get it? That kid was so slow.
"Hi, my name is Okumura Rin and my favorite color is clear," he said with a sneer, leaning back in his chair.
Okumura turned to look at him with those same wide, confused eyes. He blinked a few times, each time slower than the next, and sudden a smile graced his lips.
Suguro tensed when he cracked up laughing.
"Clear?! I've never h-heard that one before," he gasped out, holding his sides. "G-good one, Suguro. I c-can't... breathe...!"
Suguro shot up, shaking a fist at him. "You're not supposed to laugh! I was mocking you, idiot!"
"Were you?" Tears were welling up in his eyes from laughter.
He scowled at Okumura as if that would make him stop. It didn't. Suguro growled and turned his gaze away. Of course he'd find it funny. Okumura found just about anything funny. But damn it! How was he supposed to make fun of Okumura when he reacted like that? He was supposed to puff up, to get mad, to retaliate, but instead the kid was laughing until he was pink in the face.
"Shut up," he muttered when Shima started snickering as well.