❒ classroom b

@ᴍᴇɪʀʀɪs ᴅᴇʟᴀᴄʀᴏɪxᵇᵃ̀ⁿ ˡᵒ́ⁿᵍ Once Meirris gave him the affirmative Isaz nodded back with a small smile, before also turning his attention back to the lesson. Unlike Meirris the class period seemed to pass by normally to him, perhaps even a little faster than usual. It wasn't everyday that he talked with his seatmate, so the break in routine was slightly distracting, changing up the monotony of his normal routine. He almost didn't even notice that the class was over until he heard a voice calling his name, looking at Meirris before blinking and standing up. "Right, yeah," he said, quickly gathering his things and following her out the door.

As they walked down the hall Isaz had to slow his steps a bit to stay at the same pace as Meirris. He clutched his books and papers to his chest, listening attentively as she began to talk. "Well, I probably would have lied to," he says. "Especially being called on in front of everyone like that. I don't blame you." He reaches up to scratch his cheek and thinks for a moment, then shrugs. "Not really. I mean, I've almost fallen asleep in my Magical Theory class, but that's because the lessons are kind of boring. Also, don't tell the teacher I said that," He looks at Meirris with a bit of a worried expression. He's not usually the type to say negative things about people, so even something as minor as saying a teacher's lectures are boring feels wrong. "Um, anyway, maybe it's just because the weather is changing and that's why you're sleepy? I know that the warmer it gets I usually want to take naps more often, but I also know I'm a bit of a special case when it comes to heat and stuff."

When they reach the library Isaz walks slightly ahead of Meirris to hold the door open for her, following only after she enters the room first. "Should we sit somewhere quiet?" he asks, noticing multiple students at the tables near the front of the library already.

[] it's ok !! don't worry about it !

@ᴍɪɴ ɪsᴀᴢʷⁱᵗᶜʰ {} ahhh sorry this took so long

Smiling at his affirmative response, Meirris nodded her head. "Great, thanks! And same, let's meet after class?" She turned back to face the board when she noticed the professor, but gave Isaz a thumbs up in response. It was strange. He seemed like such a nice guy. Why haven't they chatted more as seat partners? Though, he was probably just a wallflower. Hopefully, she wouldn't overwhelm him too much with her chattiness outside of class. It was always easy for her to get too carried away talking about school, but in this case she was more intrigued about the male.

Time passed just as slowly as one would expect in an anatomy class. And although Meirris was able to stay awake for the rest of the period, she didn't know why her brain was processing things more sluggishly than usual. She wasn't fully awake until the professor finally wrapped up his lesson and started dismissing everyone. Quickly gathering her things, she called out to Isaz, "Ready to go? Let's hurry before he stops to lecture me again." She waited for the other to pack up as well before the two rushed out the door.

Outside the classroom, Meirris's head suddenly felt a lot clearer. Was it the fresh air? Or the sun's much-needed vitamin D? Whatever it was, she was feeling much better than in lecture as the pair made their way towards the library. "I don't know why I've been nodding off lately," she began to ramble, "I'm usually one of the most attentive in class. And I'm pretty sure I'm sleeping just the same as I've been this entire school year. Though, I guess I did lie to the professor then.... Yeah, I don't know. Do you get just as sleepy sitting there, Isaz?"

@ᴅᴜᴀɴ xɪᴀᴏᴡᴇɪᶠᵃᵉ The pairs had been decided and moved together while Kyle was still immersed in taking notes of all the things the duo project would require and quickly getting distracted by scribbling ideas and tips for things they could add. Due to this, he entirely missed the girl that sat by his side and it was only once her voice brings his attention to her that he finally realizes he has yet to greet her.

"Oh, hi!" He's fast to greet back, his usual bright smile stamped over his face as he offers a short wave "Xiaowei right?" He asks for confirmation though he definitely recognizes the fae from both of their shared classes "Sorry, I sometimes get kinda lost in my notes..." Kyle glanced down at his notebook for emphasis as he apologized in slight embarrassment at having completely ignored the girl's presence when he's usually one to strike up a conversation first.

As his eyes raise back to Xiaowei, the girl looks almost shy as she faces him. Although they are both in Charms and Potions together, he hasn't had many opportunities to interact with the girl and she didn't seem to be one to intervene too often during class either so he really didn't know much about her. So maybe with the new project, it might be a good chance for him to get to know her a little "Sure! I was already thinking up a few things we could add and work around... But we'll discuss that together! Did you have any ideas of your own?" He asked enthusiastically as he turned a bit in his chair so he was sitting facing the girl.

@ᴍᴇɪʀʀɪs ᴅᴇʟᴀᴄʀᴏɪxᵇᵃ̀ⁿ ˡᵒ́ⁿᵍ Even though it wasn't his name being called in front of the entire class Isaz still winced, feeling bad for the student in the seat next to him. It was awkward enough to be caught by the teacher, worse still to have it mentioned in front of everyone else in the room. And it was weird, Isaz thought, that it was Meirris of all people. He doesn't talk to her much, though, he doesn't talk to /anyone/ that much besides Enzo, his family, and some of the teachers. But even so, they've worked next to each other without any issues ever since they were placed next to each other for Interspecies Anatomy. They both seem to be the quiet type too, rarely getting into trouble. So it's just a bit strange that Meirris had been called on not once, not twice, but three times in the past week alone for almost falling asleep in class. Isaz felt bad, thinking that perhaps she really just wasn't getting enough rest like she said.

When she turned to face him it took a moment Isaz to register that she was actually talking to him and not someone else. He blinked, then leaned in so he could catch her quiet words. "Ah, yeah, that's okay," he says, nodding quickly and whispering back, hoping the teacher wouldn't notice them. He doesn't think the teacher would take too kindly to Meirris dozing off /and/ talking during the lecture. "We can meet in the library later, if you want? I'm not busy after classes today." There's a thread of nervousness around his words, the same one that Isaz has talking with anyone he's not super familiar with. But he's not uncomfortable with Meirris, just a little out of his depth.

@ᴍɪɴ ɪsᴀᴢʷⁱᵗᶜʰ {} was perfectly fine <3

Usually Meirris found herself situated in the front of the classroom, eyes laser-focused on the chalkboard during lectures. However, her assigned seat in anatomy had her towards the back of the classroom. There was a different air here. She didn't know whether it was the air con blasting behind the last row, or the professor's voice didn't project as well back here, but there was definitely something different. Her eyes were no longer laser-focused, and her attention was wavering every few minutes. Even the pencil gripped in her hand had started to stop following along with the lecture.

"Meirris," a voice suddenly boomed, making her snap her head up. Without realizing, she had rested her head on her desk and nodded off for an unknown amount of time. "Is my lecture boring you?" The professor had paused his lesson in order to get her attention. Her cheeks felt extremely warm as she tried to figure out what's wrong with her. Meirris wasn't the type to nod off in class. Not in a million years. And yet, here she was, seconds away from dozing off completely. "No no, sir! I'm sorry. I just had a long night, I guess."

"That's the third time this week. Don't make me tell you again," the professor reprimanded before resuming with the lecture. Noticing that she missed some of the previous notes, Meirris turned to her seat partner. "Pst, Isaz," she called out under her breath to get the male's attention. They've always sat next to each other, but she realized, she never talked to him much. As if she talked during class anyway. He seemed to keep to himself as well, so she didn't feel the need to bother him anyway. Well, until today. "Sorry for the trouble, but can I copy your notes later?"

@ᴋʏʟᴇ ʟᴜxʷᵃʳˡᵒᶜᵏ life does not move in the same way for each one of us, xiaowei pans. the thought obviously chased after by the gloomy reminder of what’s in front. her pen remains motionless, seated as it is between her fingers. she tries. dearly. oh yes, she does, despite the clamor persisting in bodies of two, her eyes so far removed from the one seated beside her. kyle lux.

it isn’t as if the words “hi, hello, how are you?” or “let’s try our best!” haven’t come to her; they are very much apparent in her mind, resounding in multiple apparitions haunting her to say something! it’s just that…she’s terribly bad at this class. and she doesn’t want to disappoint him with her lack of grandiose for it, seeing as it is that she has been paired with none other than the very man who seems to be doing so effortlessly well in potions.

“so, um,” she starts, hopeful that she might be able to squeeze out a vowel or two so that they could start working. she glances over to him, the stature of whom so pristinely…masculine? stalwart? quiet??? her voice falters, hounded by the fear of looking dumb. her fingers thumb over the rough edges of her seat as she looks up to him in a cradle of embarrassment and coyness.

the tinkle of laughter motions xiaowei to start again, the commotion drawing her attention as she remains stationary despite the noise jostling the room in a scatter of dried leaves and paper scrolls.

“hi?” she manages to squeeze out. “d-do you wanna s-start working?”

@ᴍᴇɪʀʀɪs ᴅᴇʟᴀᴄʀᴏɪxᵇᵃ̀ⁿ ˡᵒ́ⁿᵍ For most of his life Isaz has tried his best to make his presence more accommodating for others. That usually involves wearing his cold-spelled jackets, hats and other clothes, as well as making a conscious effort not to let his internal low temperature seep too far into the air around him. However, there is the struggle of Isaz knowing when he has to change this routine. He knows that the older he gets the colder he gets as well, but it's such a gradual process that sometimes he really doesn't notice when he's gotten colder. When he does, he has to strengthen the charms on his clothes and practice reigning in the cold so it doesn't bother others all over again.

Of course, right now is one such time where he hasn't noticed. It's not unbearably cold, so to speak. Isaz can't feel it, since the air directly around him is usually the same as his internal heat (or lack thereof). But to others it might be more obvious, like they're sitting directly next to an air conditioner. With the weather reflecting spring more and more, some of the classrooms have had to make use of aircon and/or cooling spells, so to most students they might just assume that's what's causing the issue of the chill currently sweeping through the back of the classroom where Isaz sits second to last in the fourth row.

Isaz himself is none the wiser, dilligently taking his Interspecies Anatomy notes and doing his best to pay attention to the professor's lecture. Lost in words and teachings, he doesn't yet notice his affect on those around him, especially the student one desk over, right next to him.

[] i hope this is ok !! :') sorry if it's too short or too long, feel free to respond with as much or as little as you like !