Quickly regaining her breath, Hoshiko smiled at Natsumi's words.
"Me, late? Never! You're just always early."
It was a joke, of course; Hoshiko really was late quite often.
Straighening herself, she moved towards her desk and took her seat in the classroom. As she did so, she glanced up at the scanboard; there was an English today. Hoshiko breathed a sigh of relief; she'd forgotten about that. It was a good thing she'd studied the previous night. Even though it meant she'd wound up being late, as usual.
...it was practically a routine now. Wake up late, run to school, do the work, do whatever until an ungodly hour, lather, rinse, repeat. Frankly, Hoshiko had grown tired of it. If only there were something exciting
in her life, something to shake up the routine...
Catching a glimpse of movement out of the corner of her eye, Hoshiko turned her head to examine the far side of the room.
Nothing out of the ordinary, of course.
Brushing it aside as a trick of the light, she turned back and began to concentrate on what she'd studied the previous night-
"Sensei? I... don't feel well. May I go to the nurse's office?"
-and had that concentration broken by another girl's voice.
Let me guess, Akira; you forgot to study again?