Class boring? Well, so it seemed. The teacher was teaching what already knew, about the races' various cultures. Comprehension does not imply belief. This was going to be a long period. He crushed the note and shoved it under his desk. He returned a note: 'Hahaha. That's funny, I was under the impression you were enjoying it.'<br/><br/>He folded the paper and dropped it onto the tiled floor. The angle of the paper was perfect, it floated down, shifting slightly and slid to a stop under Celia's chair. He noticed something, the teacher's stare was burning into the side of his head. He turned back in front and grinned lopsidedly. The LED changed from green to red. He locked eyes with the teacher,<span style="font-style: italic">You didn't see anything, go back to work.</span>The man turned back to the whiteboard and continued scribbling on it.