Midday Meetings
Confusion
She hadn't looked up the entire day. Strict concentration on whatever thought was currently plaguing her mind.
Kaito scrunched his eyebrows together, was she worried about Kid? He scratched that off the list of possible concerns, she looked more confused than worried(that, and her worrying about Kid would make him wonder whether hell was going to freeze over).
Was she embarrassed about what she said last night? His own cheeks flushed at the thought before he scratched that off the list too. An embarrassed Aoko was a violent Aoko.
What else was there?
Kaito rested his cheek on the palm of his hand and let out a small aggravated sigh. It wasn't often he was unable to think of all the possibilities for an upset Aoko, not unheard of, but definitely unusual enough to make it annoying.
Kaito adapted better to common place situations.
With another irritated sigh, Kaito got off of Hakuba's desk(the detective had been attempting to move him for almost five minutes) and moved towards the thoughtful Aoko.
"Aho—"
"ARRRGH!"
Kaito took an involuntary step back as Aoko burst from her seat, cry of frustration catching the entire class's attention.
"That stupid jerk got blood on Puma-san!!"
What had Aoko been thinking previous to this cry? Who was Puma-san? Why was Kaito shocked into an unnatural stillness?
No one in the class knew or cared, deciding instead to pay attention to the now very irrate math teacher.