Whenever somebody was isolated from the rest of the class, there were generally three ways in which they spent their free time: self-studying or reading, pretending to be asleep, and leaving the class and going somewhere else entirely. And for his free time during second period, Soukichi went with the third of those options.
So he left his classroom, walked down the hallway, and descended the flight of stairs with no set purpose or destination in mind. He then found his friend, Tokiya, changing into his slippers at the entrance of the school. Tokiya, while attempting to stifle his yawns, began to head in the direction of Soukichi and soon took notice of him.
“Yo,” Tokiya greeted him with a light wave of his hand.
“Hey, man. Nice and timely today, I see. What’s up?” Soukichi asked.
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