Kurumi rushed to the front of the classroom and took her seat ten minutes earlier than the rest of her classmates, as usual. A few minutes later, Alex walked through the room with his bag slung over his shoulder look as smug and pleased with his self as usual. Kurumi took out her assignment and set it on the desk ready for the professor to come around and collect. Alex’s eyes widened and he snatched up her parchment hastily.

“What are you doing?” she asked snatching her parchment back and laughing slightly. “It’s called homework, not classwork, for a reason.”