Determined

4.

its only been like 1 whole year wass good yall lmao

Rin

   "You know that you won't  get anything done like that, right?" Neru murmured, her honey eyes glancing at Rin for a split second before darting back to the teacher in the front of the room, who continued babbling on about the French revolution despite none of the students really paying attention, the only exception being the class nerd who'll most definitely ace every test, quiz, and assignment that year.

   Rin was supposed to be working on a worksheet that was passed out nearly 10 minutes ago, but instead she spent the majority of her time staring at the paper, which was devoid of her writing. The paper was two sided and held questions about the unit the class was on, which was the French revolution. It wasn't that the worksheet was difficult, because it really wasn't. Rin just got lost in her daydreams, her deep thoughts.

   She sighed, figuring that she should probably at least write her heading on the paper and start off on the multiple choice questions. They were the easiest. 

   "Yeah, I'm well aware." Rin mumbled back, her eyes fixated on the paper as she circled the answers to the questions. "I'm just thinking." 

   "Oh? Of what?" Neru asked, genuine curiosity in her voice. By now, the teacher had stopped talking and was instead writing something on the board, handwriting pleasantly neat and big enough for the people in the back to see. That was one of the things that Rin liked about her history teacher- he always wrote his words on the blackboard big and neat. In Rin's other classes where she found herself in the back of the classroom, the teacher's handwriting was either too small or too sloppy for her to read from where she sat, resulting in poor note-taking skills that'll ultimately come back to haunt her later when she found herself in need of studying. "Also, where's Len? And Miku? You think they're...uh..." 

   Rin looked over to find Neru giving her a suggestive look, her fingers on her right hand making a circle. Before she could fully finish conveying her message- which Rin had clearly received- Rin let out a low hiss and slapped her other hand, which was approaching the circle she made, only one index finger out. 

   "Sweet Jesus, I do not need to have that image seared into my brain for the rest of my life!" Neru grinned at Rin innocently. 

  "You know they're gonna get married. Better to accept it early." Rin rolled her eyes, though she didn't necessarily deny the two of them getting married in the future. Len had changed a lot, sure, but he certainly hadn't lost his infamous heart eyes, which could commonly be seen when Len had a major crush on some girl once in a blue moon. It was a rare sight to see, and the fact that he's been giving Miku that soft, lovely, fond gaze after becoming so different only added to the fact that he definitely had a crush on the tealette. 

    Rin recalled the day they went to some cheap Japanese restaurant a couple weeks ago. The general restaurant was a pretty nice place for such cheap prices. The paint wasn't peeling off, the lights weren't flickering ominously, the smell of something stale, sour and gross didn't linger in the restaurant, and there was no chalk outline hiding timidly from sight in a dimly lit corner.

   Rin, Len, Neru, Gakupo, IA, and of course, Miku were sitting at a table-booth in the corner of the restaurant, farthest from the entrance. It must've been a lazy day, because the group of friends were alone in the restaurant from the time until they entered to the time they left, full with the satisfying Japanese food that everyone craved from time to time. Len, IA, and Miku sat on the booth's chocolate brown, leather seats, and Rin, Gakupo, and Neru sat on the surprisingly comfortable, expertly constructed chairs across them. Neru and IA were chatting about something that Rin didn't remember while Gakupo occasionally interjected his "insightful" opinions, which earned him a smack on the head from both girls.