Hershel saw the look on Naieves face, he knew what this meant. Hershel had seen this look many times before, when she had hated someone with a burning passion.
(( Hel quit, she got fed up with Polaris's incompetence. ))
Hershel stretched. What a short class period.. He got up and said "Alright Nai, it's time for my worst subject." he chuckled to himself and started towards the room.
Hershel smiled back at her, then looked straight forward, planted on the wall were several posters that had some clubs on it. He rolled his eyes, those were a waste of time. He stretched once more, hoping 'real' class would start soon.
Hershel was at a loss for words. "Nai, it matters to me if it matters to you.I Love you." Hershel said. "I've always felt a connection with my mother, but I knew it wasn't real. Not like the connection I have with you."
Hershel's face flushed "I'm- Sorry?" He didn't really understand, but he still wanted to look concerned.. "But that's all right, it's not like it's the END of the world, right..?"