"You!?"
"Damn right it's me, you stupid moron. I thought you were going to stay out of my life for good. Why, I should just-" A boy dressed in a black polo shirt, denims and sneakers began. His disheveled hair made it seem like he had just gotten out of bed, but it had been meticulously styled.
"Hey! Cool off! You got the wrong person!" Saki explained to the person she had bumped into. The almighty Aster Lawrence.
"Oh sorry sorry......naega naega manjo-"
"Super Junior?" Saki interrupted with a groan. Aster beamed at her and held his registration papers in front of her. She looked at him quizzically.
"Er, what?"
"Help me carry these to the Principal's office." And before she could respond, he had plucked the pen from behind her ear and was walking in the opposite direction, not checking to see if she was following or not.
"Give that back!" "Is it yours? It doesn't have any identification." He held the slim object way above his own head, making it impossible for her to reach.
"Of course it is!" She shot back. "Funny, I thought you were a walking talking pen-holder." He turned the knob of the door he had reached without bothering to knock. There was a stack of registration papers already there. He slammed his own on the neatest ones with a smirk.
"All done. Oh wait." There was a book next to a stand. He was about to shove it beneath his shirt but due to a witness he himself had brought he satisfied himself by a quick glance.
"It's coming..." he muttered. "Vot is zeis krap?" added, trying to sound German. He put the book gently back.
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