Park pulled his notebook out of his bag and leaned back in his chair once more. Sitting behind her, made it a lot harder not to look at her. Especially with the bright coloured clothing. He opened his book and started to randomly doodle as he looked at the back of her hair. If she dressed... less strangely, he though Abigail might like her. They had the common enemy of black asian hair. Their mom wouldn't be too impressed. [i]Your black hair so pretty though,[/i] she'd probably say, despite the fact that she had never seen her with black hair.

Realizing that it might look like he was staring, he looked down at his book and scribbled as the teacher spoke about what would be happening in the coming months. It was also stated that the seats they chose today would be written down and would become their permeant seating arrangement for this class. He shook his head slightly, well, maybe she wouldn't make him read anything. He was sure that it would be hard to look passed the neon Misaka to see him hiding behind her. He stole a glance at the back of her head again and realized he hadn't got much of a look at her face.