Kento Nakamura.

Unimpressed face. "I know you want to sit on me, but stop using me as your chair." (@SoulsRedemption.)

"What the–" Aggressively flips @SoulsRedemption.

— officially become my new resting place." (@SoulsRedemption.)

Eventually sitting up, he rested his feet on the table in front. "Anyway, nice comfy couch you've got here. This has — (@SoulsRedemption.)

— finds him there, laughing? @WiltingShock would probably /kill/ him. Without a doubt.

— of the class, but instead, he made his way through the corridor, away from @WiltingShock's class, since– well, if she comes out and —

— himself on the back for such a /great/ successful prank. He would love to see @WiltingShock's reaction, and the reaction of the rest —

As he heard the sound of @WiltingShock's ringing phone from the classroom, he snorted, and had to suppress a laugh, mentally patting —

"Lies? I never lie. I'm an innocent, pure squir– I mean– person." (@wisegiirl.)

— text that he had just sent to himself from @WiltingShock's phone. Then he dialed the number whilst listening to any sounds that might —

— come out from @WiltingShock's class. Hopefully, she hasn't put her phone on silent mode.

— minutes, making sure the lecture has started for a while, before pulling out his phone from his pocket, checking the — (@WiltingShock.)

A few minutes later, he walked to @WiltingShock's class after she'd entered, leaning against the wall by the door for at least fifteen —

"I–" BLINKS. But doesn't push @wisegiirl away. "No, thank you. I don't need love."

"But I actually don't? Oops. Don't cry, don't cry." Pats @wisegiirl.

"......LET GO OF ME." Tries to peel @wisegiirl off.

— I'm just nice like that." He gestured to the table, where a cup of hot (probably cold by now) coffee was standing. (@SoulsRedemption.)

"Tch. Your apology is not accepted." He replied simply in a flat tone. "Oh, and I bought you coffee today. Because — (@SoulsRedemption.)

— free period next, you see, and he just had to put it to good use. (@WiltingShock.)