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[keyflower]

She'd forgotten to turn on the lights in the library once she'd come here after classes, so as the sun began to sink outside the windows the room became darker, the shelves of books casting long shadows over the floor. Luckily there was a desk lamp, and if Kobe was going to keep her waiting she could at least use the time to get some of her own

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[delinquentbull]

Tch. Why'd she care about his damn grades so much, anyway? Sure he wanted to pass, but the only reason he was here was to stop her nagging. At least he could smoke with everyone else gone, but she'd probably get on his case about that, too... In fact that was why he was late in the first place: a quick smoke break and a nap on the roof without someone telling him what to do was just what he needed.

"I'm here now, ain't I?" He stared down at the shorter girl, looking bored. She was worried about something, though, he could could both see and smell that much. "Hell's got you so worked up? You look like shit," he asked. Despite his slight concern on the inside, his tone was harsh.

[keyflower]

"You don't have to curse, you know." In spite of her best efforts she knew she sounded irritated. Her gaze turned down to her books for a moment, shoulders rising and falling with an indrawn breath as she tried to calm herself down. She didn't like being told that she looked worked up, or that she looked like shit for that matter, which was never anything a girl wanted to hear. Especially from a cute boy, and he was cute, for all that he was lousy at schoolwork.

"It's nothing, anyway." If he wasn't going to bring up the exam, she certainly wasn't going to. "Just sit down, okay? I need to get home at some point tonight." The bossiness to her tone made her feel better. She was the tutor and that gave her some power, she supposed; maybe he wouldn't snitch on her if she did a good enough job helping him raise his grades. Maybe she had just imagined that he'd seen her cheating, anyway. "Did you remember your workbooks?"

[delinquentbull]

Gah, what the hell? She was on him already. He ignored Kairi's scolding with a quiet grunt and flopped into the closest chair lazily, one arm over the back. At least he ticked her off, that was always fun. Flustering the poor girl was one of his favorite past times after all. Maybe he'd -

Whoah, never mind. Business time, apparently, with that voice. Kobe glanced away sheepishly in response, "Er, actually... What class were we here for again? Actually, shit, shouldn't you have the books, teach? Hell, just gimme the answers like you had last time."

Oh yeah, he'd seen it and he certainly remembered. It just hadn't quite occurred to him yet how that would reflect on someone who actually stayed awake in class.

[keyflower]

If there was anyone who looked less like he wanted to be in a library, Kairi had yet to meet him. In the end it wasn't really her business whether he passed or failed; she was doing her best, and the rest was up to him, but it would have bothered her not to see him on graduation day. She wanted to poke him and tell him to sit up and pay attention--it would have been for his own good, after all--but she still couldn't bring herself to do it, sighing as she reached into her bag for her own workbook. "You can copy the questions out of mine on a piece of paper," she started to say.

Then he made that remark, mentioning the answers she'd had so casually and she had to look around quickly to make sure no one had overheard, forgetting for a moment that the library was empty except for them. "Don't talk about that! I don't know what you think you saw but I don't have any answers, okay?" Her voice had gone from a near-yell to a tense whisper on the words. She shoved the workbook across the table towards him. "Anyway, here's the book. Just