[color=gold][center][h2]Takeshi Kawano [/h2][/center][/color]
It was the middle of the first period when Takeshi waltz into his class, 3B. The teacher looked over at him, as if to consider scolding him but in the end, didn't. Takeshi couldn't be bothered with. So he took his seat in the back of the room and did not even bother to take out his textbook or notebooks. He was here and that was good enough. Even the teacher had given up on trying to get him to pay attention in class and didn't bother him anymore. 

He let himself doze off as he didn't get a lot of sleep from the night before. There was nothing else for him to do, aside from actually listening to the lecture and that was the last thing he wanted to do. 

When he finally woke up, it was because of one of his classmate's announcement. What was her name... Akashi? He forgot her name but he knew her as one of the top students in the class. [i]"Someone I will never associate myself with,"[/i] he thought to himself as he at least tried to listen to what she had to say. She found a pen in the library. It was a nice one too. Probably could sell it for a pretty penny. But as he studied the pen, he realized that it had a similar aesthetics to the "Death Note" that he had found earlier that morning. It seemed too much of a coincidence that this girl had found a fancy black pen the day that he found a similar black notebook. It had to be the 'Death Pen' that matched. 

[i]"She is probably one of the last people I would want to be in possession of the Death Pen,"[/i] he groaned mentally. He hated girls like her. Sure, they acted nice and all, but they were probably stuck up and would look down on nobodies like him. Or even worse, she would try to sympathize with him and 'change him for the better'. 

And he definitely did not want to confront her about the Death Pen while she was with her friends. He decided to go to the student store and grab a sandwich for lunch instead. He ate his lunch on the rooftop alone while watching the snow trickle down softly. He was absolutely freezing, but it was better than dealing with other people. No one except for him was crazy enough to be on the roof at this time. 

But for some reason, he felt like someone was watching him. He shuddered and scanned around for the suspect but no one was there. [i]"Maybe I'm going crazy."[/i] 

After lunch was over, he went back to class and zoned out for the rest of the day. He was one of the first to leave the classroom when class was dismissed. He dashed out of the building and waited by the school entrance. Atarashi or whatever her name was, should go through here to go home eventually. He would ask if she wanted to go with him to behind the gym or something and confront her about the pen. He knew that she would be good at English too, but he wasn't sure if he wanted her to translate the notebook for him. For some reason, he felt like he needed to keep the notebook a secret.