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Chisato was standing at the front of the homeroom classroom. She started to write some sentences on the board. As she did so, she felt something hit the back of her head. Taking in a deep breath, she quickly turns around and looks at everyone in the classroom. "Alright... If that's how you guys want to go then..." Placing the piece of paper on the desk before taking a stack of paper on and starts handing them out. "Everyone has to write a page of what you guys did during the weekend. ALL in English." Chisato hated doing this, but the class was getting out of hand. As soon as she places the last piece of paper down on a students desk, the bell rings.

Chisato stretches her arms up in the air before looking out the window of the classroom. "Ah~ A peaceful day with very little students. At least that means I can focus on the extra studies with the other students during the break." 

Chisato nods her head as she looks happily at her white drum kit. She smiles as she picks up her own sticks. “Its been how long now since I’ve taken you out too play?” She runs her hand along the crash cymbal and takes a seat on the stool. Before long, she hits the snare drum and starts playing.

gixme Chisato's eyes just followed him. "Don't 'what' me. Answer my question. What do you mean by that?" She reaches over and grabs her drumsticks before she sits up on the bed and spins the one stick in her hands. "You're gonna come and see me again... Right?"