[center][h1]Ferrero Mall[/h1][/center][center][h2]26/4/2015[/h2][/center]

Masahide raised a brow curiously, eyeing over the girl as she spoke. He noticed her rummaging through her things, though he offered no reply- merely watching to see what she was after. Once she withdrew the mirror, Masa couldn't help but chuckle. 'This is a random time for her to check her-', seeming somewhat surprised as she turned it in his direction. At first, he was disinterested, glancing away as he nearly turned and walked away... However, upon closer inspection of himself, he now knew the reason for her worry.

Honestly, it had been awhile since Masa took stock of his appearance. The dark circles forming under his eyes, the pale complexion, and the dazed look in his eyes. His daily routine didn't give him any time to preen himself too much, merely running a comb through his hair and putting on his best suit of clothes. Seems time was finally taking it's toll. Shaking his head with a subtle sigh, he'd turn to face her fully. Though still seeming somewhat rigid, he'd offer a subtle smile as he swept his hand through his hair.

"[color=8493ca]Yeah... I guess I'm looking a little rough.[/color]" Shrugging his shoulders as both hand now found their way to the pockets of his pants, "[color=8493ca]Still, I'll be fine, truly. Just a little worn out- what with my schedule and all.[/color]" Once again he'd raise his brow, "[color=8493ca]A fellow student? Which school? I attend Warakuma High, myself.[/color]"