Silos sighed as the teacher walked in, he already didn't like him. Burly and short with a beer belly and big bushy eyebrows that seemed to be suspended in perpetual angst. He pulled out his notebook from his bag, redying a pencil for notes and flipping to a clean page. He was startled as the man's voice boomed through the class, large pudgy hands slamming down onto his desk for everyone's attention. Silos' face darkened, frowning slightly. Didn't look like math was going to be a class he enjoyed...<br/><br/>Mr. Yamano grunted out class rules and protocol. A whole bunch of established BOE bullshit Silos tuned out. He heard mumbling behind him, glancing over his shoulder to see Dimitri shaking silently, slouched in his seat. Silos thanked his luck that their sets were far enough back, and the teacher seemed to be yelling at a student on the other side of the class for chewing gum. "Hey... D, it's alright.." He reached out slowly to brush his hand gently over the boy's head. "It's okay.. I'm here. I won't let anyone hurt you." He whispered, glancing back to the teacher. "Shh... You're safe." Silos frowned, wiping the tears away and trying to offer a comforting smile. He ground his teeth, annoyed he wasn't able to give the boy a hug or make the teacher lower his loud, crass voice.