"Sakura Mikan, 10 years old"
Walking down the elaborate corridor with opened arched sides looking out to the yard planted with luscious healthy green grasses, Narumi hummed lowly as he soak in the warmth of the sunlight shining through between the porcelain pillars. Held in his left hand were two papers filled with details of two specific students.
"From Kyoto Prefecture, with a Nullifying Alice"
Amethyst eyes squinted down at the picture of Sakura Mikan, dressed in the academy uniform, smiling up at him with glimmering brown eyes. She looks so happy that he can't help but grin. Placing his right hand on his hip, he shook his head and lightly waved the form. He closed his eyes, imagining the change that would come upon his class – and the academy.
"Well...Let's see how this turns out..."
Eyes fluttered open, he glanced at the bright blue sky and smiled.
Shuffling the paper underneath to the front, a picture of a black haired girl with closed eyes gave him a tiny and timid smile.
And there's her...
"Serio Miharu, 9 years old, from Nagano Prefecture...with ––"
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Ruka watched as Miharu interacted with his rabbit with his arms on the table, one propped up for his right cheek to rest on the palm so he could stare at them properly.
Around them, chaos erupted and everyone ran amok, so rambunctious that the noises probably reached Class A filled with curious younger children. It has already been some time since Narumi left the class and the assistant teacher had calmed down enough to return to his corner where he avoids all the mischievous students – unfortunately, he was destined to be at the mercy of the young bullies. He runs around, dodging the boxing gloved punches with head cradled with his hands.
Even Mikan had trudged back to Hotaru's side to sulk about her seating and partner arrangement, grumbling so darkly under her breath that Yuu wondered if she was chanting some curses. However, other than that, the brown haired girl remains sedated in her seat, legs bent up beside Hotaru and hands on the short black haired girl's shoulder. It was a wonder how the apathetic-faced girl could work on her invention with Mikan hanging on her back like a koala, muttering into her ears.
Despite the clamors, Miharu who had been so nervous-wrecked when she arrived at the class was calm as she played with the rabbit, possibly centering her attention and world in the small pocket-space around her and the animal.
(He would have thought that she was completely ignoring the outside world if it wasn't for the fact that she would twitch occasionally when he moves – and how intriguing that was.)
As he watches her, Ruka was able to feel the peace that she blanketed herself with. It seeps into him, taking away most of the stressful thought about the responsibility forced on him by Narumi and the injuries Natsume sustained from the punishment. Tension was lifted from his shoulders and he somehow found himself transfixed by the interaction in front of him, brilliant blue eyes assessing every little shift in the blind girl's expression and the content behavior of his rabbit as she reacted to the girl's gentle treatment.
Aside from the dreadful amount of Alice restraints on her and her mysterious origin, the girl was...well, other than being so skittish and easily frightened, she was....kind and attentive.
His rabbit certainly responded positively to the girl's tender touches and caresses.
Ruka's gaze flicked to the earring.
