Aw. Kozue didn't play along. His awkwardness was kind of amusing, Akira guessed, but he felt kind of bad now. Not [i]that[/i] bad, of course, but a little bad. Akira nodded and backed up from the desk. "You are a poet and you are wholly unaware, I see. Have a slightly better than average day." He waved and was just about to return to his desk when Yori spoke up. The nerd.

Akira turned and stared at him. Oh. That explained why Kozue and Yori were in his classroom. He was in [i]their[/i] classroom. Like usual. He wandered into their room often enough that he considered them to be honorary classmates. That wasn't really a high honor. The equivalent of a "you tried" medal. Made of plastic.

He considered stopping to mess with Yori for a bit, but the guy was clearly in a "don't even try to fuck with me" state of mind, and Akira didn't feel like having a pencil thrown at him. So instead he nodded, said "Have a nice minute." and left the classroom.