↳ busy ↰:

          grey eyes gazed at the scattered papers on the hallway floor, and she tucked her bottom lip under her teeth in frustration. 

         “ can i help you? ” her words were STIFFLY polite, but it was barely noticeable, as she gathered the papers that had been so RUDELY knocked down by the people who had passed by her before hand. “ i really can’t discuss you dying around cats this time, perhaps after volleyball club? ” although her tone seemed a bit too flat to be interested; she did want to talk to him. just not about the aforementioned topic.

↳ ❂ ↰  He kneeled down to help her if only out of habit; playing nice while in a school environment was something he forced himself to do. While he didn’t attend the school himself–he was too old to–he spent time there tutoring some of the students because hey, he’d take what he could get as long as it benefited him in the end. “Nah, that’s fine. I was just bored after testing that day, so no need for that discussion.” After a minute, he handed what he’d collected back to her, then stood up and absently brushed any dirt off his pants. “If you have to leave, don’t let me keep you.”