Kouchisei stared at his classmate. He was imagining her with black hair, and every reaction if he offered help. A laugh? Gratitude? Maybe a slap? Exam scores were posted publically; he knew she needed help, but something inside him was still a little dark. He knew helping others would further his own ambitions.
How orderly it would be if the whole world was the same, he thought. Then he would not be worried about university. His father, even. Except it couldn't be, and if Kanaye was the same then he couldn't enjoy himself by winding him around his finger. So predictable.
Well, they said he had been belligerent. He would show them!
He walked up and lowered his head, and there was a weird expression on his face.