Karma leaned idly against the tree, enjoying the shade and silence. It was very hot and sunny outside and Karma hated it. He wanted a cloudy and breezy day where his only refuge of peace wasn't under an oak tree. He could hear the faint sounds of cars passing by and students from the main building yelling excitedly about how they had air conditioning and how the End Class had a broken fan. Ritsu, as helpful as she was, had tried to produce an air condition of her own, but it was as loud as all her machine guns firing together and no one could concentrate properly. Also, air conditioning didn't usually freeze water bottles.
As Karma closed his eyes, he heard a group of boys, walking out of the E Class, arguing about female hairstyles. From a distance, Karma could detect the voices of Maehara, Okajima, Isogai, Kimura, Sugino, and Suguya.
"Girls with short hair are the best!" shouted Okajima waving his arms around with a bloody nose, "You can see their napes!" Maehara nodded in agreement.
"Plus, they don't have to worry about tangling their hair too much have them fuss over it as much," added in Maehara who had his experience of many different girls.
"No way," countered Isogai, playfully slapping Maehara's back, "A girl with their hair up in a ponytail can have your short hair fetish and long hair." Kimura stepped up, glad that someone understood.
"Long hair isn't that bad," stated Kimura, "and it's even better if you can see a girl have both short and long hair. They can have a very versatile style." Placing his hand on his chin, Kimura started to fantasize.
"Long hair is the best!" declared Sugino, pumping a fist into the air, "It makes them look elegant and mature." Suguya stepped forward, agreeing.
"The way their hair just sways…it's like they're perfect," sighed Suguya. The males, unable to convince each other on their opinions, started arguing even louder. Karma opened one eye, irritated. Just what he needed. Sensing a dangerous aura, Maehara turned around, panicked.
"Hey Karma," he shouted weakly and raised his hand, "What style do you prefer?" The others turned around as well, hoping that Karma would side with one of them.
"Braids for me," he replied casually without skipping a beat, "The really classic type where people usually stereotype nerds with." The others looked around, rather unsurprised, remembering that his favorite female in the class was none other than Okuda Manami.
"So," started Maehara tauntingly, "When are you gonna ask Okuda-san out?" Karma merely chuckled at the question.
"What are you saying?" he threatened, smiling sadistically. Maehara averted his glance nervously and laughed, voice shaky.
"Well…uh, what he's trying to say is that Okuda-san is the only one with that kind of "classic" hairstyle," explained Isogai, pulling Maehara backward. The blond was glad to be saved.
"Right," replied Karma, walking back to the classroom, "Well, see you guys later. Okuda-san and I are supposed to meet at the lab now to make more chloroform." Mischief danced across his mercury orbs and the others gulped in fear.
They would soon regret taunting Karma.