"That isn't your desk," Yori stated. He didn't bother to break his gaze from the page to be sure. It was simply a fact that did not need verification. Akira was not in their class, therefore it could not be his desk.
Akira was the sort of individual who had traditional intelligence in spades, as well as the arrogance that came with it, without any of the common sense to employ it properly. It was unsurprising that he'd mixed up their classrooms. Again. It was a pattern. A waste of time. But he would acknowledge it briefly, if only to gain peace.
His hand waved in vague direction. "Three doors over, Akira. As always."
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The slow division of the empty white paper by thin, light black lines pleased him. It was disruption. Transition. Transformation. The natural progression from the immaterial to the material.
He did not care what he drew. He simply drew what he saw. What he saw right now was a tree, so that was what he drew.
He did not see Akira attempting to get his attention to look for something inconsequential. He did not see Kozue begging for his assistance with his eyes. He did not see Akira's treasured MP3 player. He did not see these things because they were not important.
The tree was important. It offered stimulation. Gratification. Kozue and Akira offered to waste his time.
The choice was simple. Kozue would forgive him later.
He did not care what he drew. He simply drew what he saw. What he saw right now was a tree, so that was what he drew.
He did not see Akira attempting to get his attention to look for something inconsequential. He did not see Kozue begging for his assistance with his eyes. He did not see Akira's treasured MP3 player. He did not see these things because they were not important.
The tree was important. It offered stimulation. Gratification. Kozue and Akira offered to waste his time.
The choice was simple. Kozue would forgive him later.
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Name: Kitoaji Yoriyoshi
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Class: 3-5
Appearance:
Personality: Yoriyoshi considers himself a professional, in his own way. During class and in the presence of authority figures he conducts himself respectfully, though his demeanor is cold and efficient, with no room for pleasantries or personal conversation. His work performs adequately, and while it rarely exceeds expectations, it never fails to meet them.
When alone with his fellow students or out in the world at large, Yoriyoshi's cold demeanor becomes more detached and informal. His manners fade away, and whether he will pay attention comes down to what you have to offer him. If he feels someone brings nothing of value to a conversation or situation, he prefers to just pretend they don't exist. Many people mistake this abrasiveness for a sign of social anxiety or trauma, but Yoriyoshi is eloquent and attentive, when he chooses to be. He is hiding no deep, unspoken pain. He's simply an asshole.
Yoriyoshi likes to spend the bulk of his time studying, biking with his closest friend, Miyoshi Kozue, or working on his sketch-art.
Biography: Yoriyoshi grew up in strict family with firm expectations about his future. His father is a respected, tenured professor of Mathematics, specializing in Discrete Mathematics, and his mother career nurse. Both have a drive and passion for their work that they have attempted, with middling success, to instill in Yoriyoshi. As their only, he is seen as the focus and purpose of their success, and they have always pushed him to try harder and take advantage of every opportunity to further himself, with the expectation that he will join his father in academia. While Yoriyoshi has no reason to oppose these plans, he lacks the desire for success that has driven his parents along, and is more or less content no matter how their plan for him works out. This occasionally causes friction within their family, especially given his ambivalence towards pursuing opportunities outside of school, such as finding a job or a girlfriend.
Outside of the irritating stress it causes, Yoriyoshi is not bothered by disappointing his parents from time to time. He prefers to let them have his school life and keep his personal time to himself. He is rarely home for very long these days, due to disappearing on his bike as soon as his homework for the evening is completed, only to return to sleep and occasionally share dinner with his parents on the nights they are home. Usually, he can be found in the company of Miyoshi Kozue, or sitting alone in some scenic area, idly sketching whatever catches his eye that hour.
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Class: 3-5
Appearance:
Personality: Yoriyoshi considers himself a professional, in his own way. During class and in the presence of authority figures he conducts himself respectfully, though his demeanor is cold and efficient, with no room for pleasantries or personal conversation. His work performs adequately, and while it rarely exceeds expectations, it never fails to meet them.
When alone with his fellow students or out in the world at large, Yoriyoshi's cold demeanor becomes more detached and informal. His manners fade away, and whether he will pay attention comes down to what you have to offer him. If he feels someone brings nothing of value to a conversation or situation, he prefers to just pretend they don't exist. Many people mistake this abrasiveness for a sign of social anxiety or trauma, but Yoriyoshi is eloquent and attentive, when he chooses to be. He is hiding no deep, unspoken pain. He's simply an asshole.
Yoriyoshi likes to spend the bulk of his time studying, biking with his closest friend, Miyoshi Kozue, or working on his sketch-art.
Biography: Yoriyoshi grew up in strict family with firm expectations about his future. His father is a respected, tenured professor of Mathematics, specializing in Discrete Mathematics, and his mother career nurse. Both have a drive and passion for their work that they have attempted, with middling success, to instill in Yoriyoshi. As their only, he is seen as the focus and purpose of their success, and they have always pushed him to try harder and take advantage of every opportunity to further himself, with the expectation that he will join his father in academia. While Yoriyoshi has no reason to oppose these plans, he lacks the desire for success that has driven his parents along, and is more or less content no matter how their plan for him works out. This occasionally causes friction within their family, especially given his ambivalence towards pursuing opportunities outside of school, such as finding a job or a girlfriend.
Outside of the irritating stress it causes, Yoriyoshi is not bothered by disappointing his parents from time to time. He prefers to let them have his school life and keep his personal time to himself. He is rarely home for very long these days, due to disappearing on his bike as soon as his homework for the evening is completed, only to return to sleep and occasionally share dinner with his parents on the nights they are home. Usually, he can be found in the company of Miyoshi Kozue, or sitting alone in some scenic area, idly sketching whatever catches his eye that hour.
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