[Takitae]

Azure, figuring there was nothing else better to do, put his arms on his desk and rested his head on them, closing his eyes and enjoyed the darkness his eyelids provided.
Zeno, letting out a huff, put his feet on his desk, waiting for their late homeroom teacher. Perhaps her beauty would be enough to put the sour werewolf in a good mood? He certainly hoped so. He certainly wasn't the only one in the room who wasn't exactly in the best of moods.