How odd. It seemed that class literally went by in a flash. Was he really that engrossed in this week's issue that he completely disregarded the time frame? Or perhaps this was a 'time skip' like those so prevalent in all forms of media, just without any sound effects, commercial breaks, panel changes, or anything like that. "Hmm... That would unreal and fantasy-like," Naoki decided as the rest of the class was busy exiting the room to get on with their lunch hour. The Student Council President got up from his seat and went out to go get himself whatever he had opted to pack for the day. Which evidently was quite a bit, mostly junk food and two sandwiches.

Upon retrieval of his lunch, Naoki was met with the decision as to where to eat. He checked up at the rooftop, but the door was locked, it seemed. Or perhaps as student(s) had barred it from the outside for privacy for whatever reason. Whatever, nothing off his back - he still had a few choices, not including the Council office. He neither had the paperwork, nor the anti-socialness to hole himself up in that room for the entire lunch hour. 

And so, Naoki Kazuhiko found himself eating lunch in the middle of the hallway as he wondered where to eat lunch. Fancy that.