[center][h2][color=blue]Kanna Watanabe[/color][/h2][b]-- April 9th, xxxx || Morning || Hinasho High --[/b][/center]
Kanna nodded quickly when the other asked if he was okay. Heck, it should be him that should have asked him if he alright for almost getting run over, but before he could even say anything else, the both of them were whisked away by a swarm of students trying to get to class. It was unfortunate that Kanna couldn't fully apologize for what he did, but there was always another time. Clutching his arm and scooter tightly to his chest, Kanna let the wave of students overtake him, practically taking him to his classroom with the utmost swiftness.

He didn't mean to bring his scooter inside, he really didn't, but thankfully it could clasp into itself, making it easy to hide in his desk. Taking a seat in the back of the class and doing such to avoid getting in trouble, Kanna watched in silence as the other students began to fill up the room. A few of them he recognized from school unfortunately, while other were complete strangers. One of them even walked up to him while the others were still getting situated.
[b]"Yo, Kotaro! What's up man?"[/b] He chimed, holding out a hand. Eyes twitching in annoyance, Kanna smiled faintly as he reached out and met the other's hand halfway through. He was use to it, everyone believing that he's his brother, mixing up their names, all of it. He thought that in high school he wouldn't have to worry about that but...yeah. It got to the point, where he doesn't even correct them anymore.
[color=blue][b]"Nothing much. Spent a lot of time at the gym."[/b][/color] He responded, despite the sick feeling in his stomach telling him not to. And it wasn't just the normal butterflies he would get when he lied. It was more of the 'I'm seriously about to puke up my breakfast' kind of feeling. Fortunately he could hold it down.
[b]"That's what's up my man. Gotta stay rip for the ladies."[/b] The other boy laughed which prompted Kanna to do the same, albeit much more halfheartedly. Thankfully, the teach arrived just in time so that he wouldn't have to make some halfassed response. [b]"Talk to you later dude."[/b] Kanna nodded slowly as his attention in class slowly moved to the window and up at the sky.

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[center][b]-- April 9th, xxxx || Lunch || Hinasho High --[/b][/center] 
Finally, it was lunch time, a time where he could get away from anyone that already knew him and just relax. However, unfortunately for him, he forgot his boxed lunch at home so he had no choice but to buy some lunch or starve. Making extra sure that his scooter wouldn't be noticeable to the naked eye, Kanna stuck his hand into his pants pockets first, then his hoodie pocket, and lastly the only other place he would have it, his breast pocket...only to realize he was completely broke.

Almost wanting to cry at that point, Kanna lowered his head in defeat before standing up and walking out of the classroom, heading down the steps soon after. Where were they...where were they...ah, there they were. Kanna moved into a brisk jog in order to catch up with the carts blocking a portion of the hallways and the staff pushing said carts.
[color=blue][b]"Uh...e-excuse me!"[/b][/color] The white haired boy called out, slowing down to a stop once he caught up.
[b]"Yes? Can we help you? If you're waiting for a meal then you must return to your classroom before we can serve you."[/b] The female with short black hair informed him. Shaking his head ever so slightly, Kanna continued.
[color=blue][b]"No, no, I wanted to know if I could help and waive a meal."[/b][/color] He explained, a small smile forming on his face. He use to do the same thing with his brother all the time; sometimes they would even purposefully forget to pack lunches so that they could see who was the better server. The woman nodded slowly in understanding before handing the boy an apron and letting him hold the cart she was originally pushing.
[b]"We appreciate the help. Now, we've already served the third years, now on to the second years."[/b] Kanna nodded slowly as he pushed the cart along with ease.

Kanna went from room to room with the black haired woman, serving lunches and pushing the cart to and fro. Kanna hadn't really been paying attention to the people he was interacting with, as most just called him cute and sweet for helping out, in which he had no response for. It was when he got to the second to last second year classroom, that Kanna had to do a double take.

It was that guy from the before, the one he almost ran into. With Kanna now blushing up to his ears, he couldn't hide the nervousness that had disappeared ever since he left the classroom. What if he recognized him and called him out? Or made a big deal about the situation like before? Visible panic showing in his eyes, Kanna quickly served those who wanted meals, only freezing when he got to the other boy, unable to ask if he wanted a meal or not.