Kyogi had watched his classmates pour out of the classroom, scrambling to go anywhere else for the lunch break. He liked that they did that, it made the room a lot more relaxing and quiet. Perfect for reading, perfect for being left alone. He recently picked up a new book that dived into the history of entertainment, seeing how people kept themselves busy throughout history. Most, if not all entertainment was naturally exclusive to the rich, but seeing what the common folk came up with to amuse themselves was simply fascinating to the boy. 

However, Kyogi stopped paying attention to his book when he heard the door open.

Footsteps soon followed. Not of a student who forgot something, they were too calm for that. Not from the teacher either, they never stuck around the classrooms. No, these footsteps were clearly coming toward him. Kyogi didn't move an inch, he wanted to pretend to be engrossed in the book. It makes people think he is off-guard, makes them feel better for being able to grab his attention.

[color=bc8dbf]"Ermmm excuse me student, ..."[/color]

Kyogi perked his head up when the other person spoke, looking in their direction. Two things immediately jumped out to him; They were not a face he recognized, and they had a ring similar to his own around their finger. Both observations were immediately reinforced by the man introducing themselves as a replacement and addressing Kyogi's ring. Ah yes, the ring. The one that's against school regulations, yet none of the teachers seemed to mention it. The ring who had cousins walking all over the school, with one of them even hiding in someone's pocket. Kyogi had eyes like a hawk, and he wasn't a fool. This 'supply teacher' wasn't going to have accidentally noticed it, but Kyogi decided to play along anyway.

[color=c5c1b9]"Ah, I'm sorry Sensei. I did not hear you come in."[/color]

Kyogi put on a smile and moved his bookmarker, placing the now-closed book down on his desk. He stood up, scanning the tall man's body language as he did. He could see the ring finger subtly tapping against the man's leg, showing unrest. Kyogi had to admit he felt a similar unease around his own finger, but he had become used to it from always feeling the same when getting close to another one of its kind. All these rings were metallic and came with a gemstone slotted in, of course color coded. It was for the owner's convenience, no doubt. But the boy couldn't scan anymore, as he had to make eye contact with this new person.

[color=c5c1b9]"I am Genjitsu Kyogi, it is nice to meet you."[/color]

Kyogi placed his right hand, the one he used to wear his little accessory, on his chest and gave a short but respectful bow toward the stranger. Then he rose again, continuing where he left off.

[color=c5c1b9]"I know it is against school regulations, Sensei, but my other teachers have allowed it so far. I also apologize if I'm being rude, but I have noticed you are wearing a similar one. I am sure it is a coincidence, after all, it is not that strange to wear the same ring as someone else, is it?"[/color]

Kyogi's polite smile didn't waver, and he was looking forward to seeing which direction the other person's eyes decided to dart.