Unlike many of her classmates, who seemed bored or confused during class, Sen remained engaged throughout the entirety of class. She took detailed notes and listened carefully even if the topic at hand wasn't particularly interesting. If she understood a concept well enough that she did not need to pay close attention, she would pay attention to those around her. When no one else seemed to want to, she volunteered to answer questions, or sometimes the teacher simply called on her when he didn't feel like fighting with someone else to get an answer. If she didn't understand something, or got the feeling that others didn't, she would ask questions to make it more clear. She thought, as the President of the student council, this was the least she could do to help out. No, more like it was her duty to. After all, if the other students couldn't look up to her, then who would they look up to?<br/><br/>Of course, she also helped in ways that some may not appreciate, such as ensuring everyone paid attention by eyeing those who may start pulling out their phones instead of listening, but at least she never called anyone out verbally, nor did she bring the teacher's attention to the behavior. It was for their own good. If they didn't pay attention, they would fail the test, which wasn't good for them, nor for the class as a whole.<br/><br/>Hoji had a hard time paying as close of attention to the lessons as Sen did, but he did his best. After all, he wouldn't be able to get away with slacking off, and even if he did, he'd never hear the end of it. It just wasn't worth it. In his mind, he reminisced about the days when he was able to pull out his phone or doodle if he got bored in class. Those were the days. Then again, they really weren't. Even if she was a bit rough around the edges, she meant well, and she certainly made life a lot more interesting. He supposed that, all in all, it was a fair trade-off, or more like he got the better end of the deal. As he thought this, he got a look from Sen, who seemed to have noticed that he was spacing out instead of paying attention. He simply grinned and watched her give a resigned sigh before he resumed his note-taking.<br/><br/>After the last class of the morning, Sen gathered her things and put them in her bag, intending to head to the student council room to finish up some work during lunch. As she stood up and quickly headed for the door, hoping to slip out unnoticed, her path was blocked by the tall figure of Hoji, bag tossed casually over his shoulder. "And where do you think you're going?" he asked with of a tilt of his head. "Uhhhh..." she hesitated, knowing what he was going to say. "You were planning to work through lunch again, right?" he asked, to which she responded by looking away and mumbling, "Maybe. Not that it's any of your business."<br/><br/>He sighed and shook his head, "And you probably missed breakfast this morning, didn't you?" he asked but she didn't answer. "Honestly. You need to take better care of yourself," he admonished her. "Come on, we're having lunch together," he informed her, not leaving her room to argue as he looped his free arm in hers. "What? But..." she tried to protest. "No buts! You're going to end up sick or worse if you don't take care of yourself. Back me up here, Sam," Hoji looked back over his shoulder at the other girl. "Besides, it's been a while since we all had lunch together. It'll be fun, right?" he grinned, waiting for the agreement of the other two.