[h3][color=SkyBlue]Gen Itoshi[/color][/h3]
[i]Monday, May 6[sup]th[/sup] - 2015[/i]

[i]Warakuma High (Class 1-1)[/i]

Gen was closing his textbook when Chiaki came up to him. At first, he was unsure as to the reason why she would do such a thing, but when she started explaining, it made even less sense. She did not have to go as far as inviting him to lunch. In fact, he had brought his own lun- Oh, he left it at home. Great. He could try convincing her to pay just for her food. He would be lying if he said he had money for the two of them. He had to stop that habit of his to only bring just the necessary money for essentials. He was starting to look mean rather than thrifty.

Nevertheless, Gen straightened up in his seat. [color=SkyBlue]"Ah, well, yes I'm free."[/color] As though he was on a busy schedule. [color=SkyBlue]"You don't have to pay for [i]everything[/i], though."[/color] He stood up, a slight shiver running down his spine as the death glares pierced his very soul. Gen could get kidnapped just for [i]that[/i]. [color=SkyBlue]"Are you ok, by the way? I mean, you're feeling better, right?"[/color] He started walking towards the class door, as he was anxious to stop being watched like some moving target. Gen would never see the archery club in the same light. [color=SkyBlue]"Oh wait, you don't have to answer that. If you don't feel like it."[/color] He [i]did[/i] start talking to her yesterday, and even then, they did not talk much. Gen was not aware how much he could ask, though he would obviously avoid anything kidnapping-related, because, if anything, he had common sense. Somewhat.