[color=00a651][i][b][center]Gren Orchid[/center][/b][/i][/color]

Gren arrived to the classroom sometime after the combat classes. He had went to restock ammunition, check some emails, and exchange his books for more relevant supplies. While they were training to be hunters, Gren's next class was mathematics. Can't ignore the basics. And despite his vast amount of abilities, even he had some dislike for the subject. Though it was a love/hate sort of thing: When he's good he enjoys it. But it's frustrating when he's wrong, because one mistake can change the entire equation until you get a mess so violently different it rips apart one's mind. At least programming didn't lead you on when you make a mistake.

Arriving to the room sometime after everyone else have, he could already see that Shiro had made his entrance due to the path of his destruction. Shiro himself seemed to be in a slump. Glancing around the class he could imagine why. Shiro has a bad tendency to make a fool of himself. And it's not like he had the support of others to help him give over his klutziness. But that's what Gren was here for.

[color=00a651]"Hey partner. What's with the slump? Something happened last class or something?"[/color]

Gren took a seat next to Shiro, though he had to push the desk forward. And since the desk was built into the floor, Gren ended up pushing the entire first row a few inches forward to accommodate his bulk. Fortunately he left The God Eater back at his locker.