[center][h3][color=20B2AA]Haruka Sanegeyama[/color][/h3][/center]

At Clemont's entrance, Haruka straightened herself up a little bit, trying not to look too slumped over while also attempting to remain as neutral in the crowd as possible. She cringed internally when he opened the class with a question. Quite frankly, Haruka didn't know. Cooking was far from a strong suit of hers, and any specifics absolutely escaped her. [i][color=20B2AA]"Just keep quiet and listen,"[/color][/i] she thought, fidgeting slightly. Her fingers clasped together, thumbs rubbing up against one another. [i][color=20B2AA]"If he calls on you, don't freak out, just say you don't know. Class is for learning. It's fine."[/color][/i] Though she remained nervous, she was trying her best not to let it get to her. Pursed lips and an avoidance of eye contact with Clemont gave her away, but fate was merciful and other students answered.

She paid mind to what they said regarding actual kitchen safety, and while the input of the girl who was apparently heat-resistant was interesting, Haruka had no such advantages and didn't pay it too much mind. Though it did bring a thought to mind regarding some downright terrifying videos she had seen during those late-night internet binges. After Donny spoke, Haruka cleared her throat and decided to throw in as well. [color=20B2AA]"U-uh, don't use water to put out a grease fire?"[/color] She stammered out, not with much confidence behind the answer despite having witnessed some clear evidence as to why it was a bad idea. After giving her answer, she slunk down into her chair, glancing at Donny again. [i][color=20B2AA]"Man, that guy knows his stuff,"[/color][/i] she silently thought, hoping to be able to do a sort of watch-and-learn when the actual cooking portion of class started.

[@pkken][@Lucius Cypher]