His mind wandered over various subjects, seated in Horwell's class, and he found the class to be quite infuriating. To make matters worse, the professor had decided to have the class introduce themselves to the new students, one of which the teenager had already introduced himself to – and threatened what could quite possibly be bodily harm on the boy- and when the boy had caught sight of him earlier in the class, he had grinned, toying with the brat somewhat.
Horwell introduced himself first, and then directed it to the princess of the school. Oh how he loathed her very existence. Just another person he hated, just another reason why he shouldn't be kind to others. Just another thing to get in his way.
The introductions made their way around the classroom until everyone fell silent.
It was his introduction.
"My name is Ghirahim." He started, a cool smirk showing on his lips. "I enjoy fighting." He could feel the gaze of everyone in the class on him, and part of him wanted to go curl up and die somewhere, somewhere where he didn't have to face any of his problems. "I take pleasure in… how should I put it… getting to know people, inside and out." His grin grew, knowing that boy was squirming where he sat.
The other new student introduced himself as Pipit, and Ghirahim found him to be an average boy with average interests. His little friend swallowed.
"I'm Link. I, eh, like video games and… reading." He looked away and Ghirahim internally giggled at how he was so uncomfortable in his situation.
The bell rang after a short amount of time, and Ghirahim got up to get to Science.
Although, when he got there, he was given quite the surprise. A certain brat was sitting in his usual seat and he gritted his teeth, wanting to shove him out of there, but being polite, Ghirahim let out a small puff of air. He dropped his bag to the floor, and it startled the other, and Ghirahim acted like nothing was out of the ordinary. He took the other seat of the workbench and sat on it.
"Oh, it's you." He began, not looking at the other, setting out his things and turning to glance at him. "I don't mean to be rude, but you're sitting at my desk."
Obviously this had Link a little off-guard, and Ghirahim thought the frantic look on his visage was quite fitting of him. "Oh, but I forgot you are new here." He laughed. "Normally, seeing someone sit down in my place would make me absolutely sick with anger. You see, on the very first day I walked into this classroom, I claimed this desk as my own. It's become sort of a trademark, if you will."
"I… W-Well I didn't-" He was flustered, and Ghirahim laughed again, blue eyes blinking in surprise.
"Don't apologize. It's your first day, after all. You can sit with me, then. It'll be fabulous." He grinned again, flashing perfect white teeth at the other, his mind foggy and distant for some reason. Were the voices in his head trying to get some information into him or something?
"What? N-No, I-" He started and Ghirahim cut him off.
"I insist."