"𝘾𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙮 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙫𝙚𝙨? 𝙄'𝙢 𝙩𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙙."
Sleep is life, it was Matsumuri Akito's famous catchphrase whenever someone asks the droopy-eyed male on why he kept sleeping almost all the time.
A third year...
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"Matsumuri, you're late... again!"
The blue-haired teen, who was being called at, calmly stopped on his way to his seat before facing and giving his teacher a goofish smile.
"Oh... Good mornin', sensei~" With sluggish movements, he continued and trudged towards his seat. Not minding the various looks that he was receiving. He won't mind, after all, they'll just go back to their own business.
The mathematics teacher couldn't help himself but only sigh at his student upon seeing him ready to lay off and go to dreamland and say buh-bye.
Why bother being angry when it would only backfire, he was not yet ready to add more white locks on his head for this troublesome, blue-haired, two meter tall student of his. Geez. What a mouthful...
"I've been too lenient enough with you, Matsumuri-kun. It has only been days ever since your suspension was lifted, so I suggest you too pleas--- ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING TO ME!"
Forget it, he takes back what he just said earlier. This kid was pissing him off.
The class could only sweat dropped from the student and teacher interacting. They had already been witnessing such scenes ever since first year, so they didn't bother on reacting or joining them anymore. It was too much of a hassle if you'll ask them. Besides, they won't say it out loud but surprisingly their teachers seem to have a soft spot on this classmate of theirs.
"Answer item number 12, now!" hearing this, Akito simply lifted his head from his bag in response before going back after getting a peak.
"16.5," he answered in a muffled voice.
Everybody could only watch in amusement and admiration at the boy. How could he answer the problem so fast? It was an utter mystery.
Their professor could only narrow his eyes at the now sleeping student. He can't scold the kid now since he answered the problem right. He don't know whether to feel glad or annoyed. Maybe both? Anyways, the disrespect.
