[center][h2][color=a36209]JM MASON[/color][/h2][i]Market District - Food Court[/i]
[@Sho Minazuki][/center][hr]
JM was had fried up a good batch of okonomiyaki when his eyes wandered to a boy standing out in the crowd. Now, he was new to this whole 'magic world' stuff, to be sure, but he was fairly sure that mages didn't walk around looking like a lost cosplayer. Eh, whatever. Wasn't really his problem.

...and of course he jinxed it.

As soon as he had finished that though, the boy began walking towards him, and oh man did JM not like the look on his face. The dude was looking at him like those rich pricks back at his old school did. Fucking pissant.

At least the bastard had the good graces to say please. That was about the only thing that stopped JM from throwing something at him - which he really wanted to avoid, by the way. He may have been on a scholarship, but living expenses were something else entirely and there was no way he was going to ask help from his parents.

[color=a36209]"One okonomiyaki, coming right up,"[/color] he said through grit teeth. He packaged the food as quickly as he could, before handing it over to the boy. [color=a36209]"You'd better watch those eyes of yours bro,"[/color] he couldn't help adding with some snark, [color=a36209]"lots of room from the kitchen to your hands."[/color]

Pot, meet kettle.