<div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e327/steusloffa/Dicks/Edits/Oldxianfull1499141_zps38c90cd5.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><div style="text-align: center;">Jin Yamazaki</div></span><br/><br/>Jin raised a brow lazily as Melda began to rip into him.<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #BF0000">"WHY WOULD YOU TELL HER THAT?!"</span></span>she finally roared, grabbing Jin by the collar of his shirt.<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #BF0000">"I ALREADY GET CALLED A SLUT EVERY FUCKIN' DAY, YOU DON'T GOTTA ADD MORE FUEL!"</span></span>by then, she was shaking him, though he seemed unimpressed, chewing the last bit of the sandwich Melda had given him.<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #BF0000">"You...ugh!"</span></span>she threw her hands in the air, frustrated that Jin would say such things--and also very embarrassed. Jin couldn't help but offer a slight smirk at her frustrations. They were petty in his eyes and he couldn't seem to grasp why she cared as much as she did. If it were Jin, he would have crammed his fist into whoever's mouth that wanted to taunt him. While he wasn't particularly fond of violence, he was rather good at it.<br/><br/>Jin lulled his head to the side as he watched the dark skinned elf develop a very heavy blush across her cheeks and nose. Melda gave a sigh, then grabbed her books.<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #BF0000">"Well...thanks...I guess..."</span></span>with that, she seemed to be a little bit more defeated and began to walk off. While Jin didn't exactly feel bad for what he had said, he felt as if Melda thought things would only get worse now. A few seconds later, Jin was on his feet and walking behind Melda.<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #0080FF">"You're bad at this, you know? You play her game by her rules, that's why you always lose. People like that don't expect it when you throw a curve ball. The way I see it, if it's gonna happen one way or another, you should at least get the last laugh... But whatever, not my business. Thanks for the food."</span></span>Jin said with a small wave, leaving the girl behind as he rounded a corner and headed to his locker.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">~time skip~</span></span></div><br/><br/>Jin leaned back in his seat, eyes glued on the outside world from inside the classroom. It was the last period of the day and he had been more active today than he had probably been this whole year. Jin had been in the same classes as Melda for the rest of the day by chance, but they didn't really say anything to each other. Jin hadn't even made an attempt to acknowledge her existence until the teacher called each of them up to the front of the classroom. The room went silent as everyone attempted to listen in on what was being said, but the chatter picked up again as the teacher told the two that they would be in charge of cleaning the classroom tonight.<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #FF00BF">"So work together and get it done quickly, that way you can both go home sooner."</span></span>Said the instructor as the final bell went off.<br/><br/>Jin didn't seem to mind, offering no resistance or complaints about being selected to clean the classroom. This was normal though, Jin rarely ever seemed to care about anything, or anyone.<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #FF40BF">"Oh, make sure you wash the blackboard, okay?"</span></span>the instructor said as she popped her head in and out of the classroom. Jin gave a lazy nod and shambled over to the classroom faucet and grabbed a bucket, filling it with lukewarm water and cleaning liquids. He ignored Melda for the most part, finally speaking up as he approached the black board.<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #0080FF">"Should we tackle everything together or split up...?"</span></span>Jin asked with absolutely no sense of interest in his voice, as if he didn't even care about her answer.<br/><br/>While he really did want to know what her answer was, Jin didn't bother to wait for it and started scrubbing the blackboard clean. He figured that regardless of what she decided, the blackboard would need to be cleaned anyways. Might as well start on it while waiting for chocolate thunder to give him an answer.<br/><br/>Twenty minuets into cleaning, Jin's cellphone went off and he answered it.<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #0080FF">"I'm still at school."</span></span>He said, a high pitched voice squeaking at him from his phone.<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #0080FF">"It isn't a lie, Rika."</span></span>Jin said, trying to convince his mother that he was telling the truth. The high pitched voice squeaked in frustration, causing Jin to sigh a bit. His eyes trailed over to Melda before he hit the speaker phone button.<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #8000FF">"Jin! You lazy b- Ah! Yes, hello sir! One doughnut? Sure thing! Have a nice day! - Bastard! Stop lying to try and get out of work! You think money just gro- Good afternoon miss, how may I help you? One small coffee and a creme filled doughnut? Coming right up!"</span></span>The sound of the cash register opening and closing blocked out most of what Rika had to say.<br/><br/>Jin gave Melda a look of annoyance and then looked at the phone again,<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #0080FF">"I'm not Lying Rika. Tell her Melda."</span></span>he said, thrusting the phone out towards Melda. Jin was now fairly close to Melda, close enough that he could wrap his arms around her and give her a hug.<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #BF00FF">"Melda? Who is Melda? Are you fooling around Jin? Jin!?! Is Melda your girlfriend? Oh god! Am I interrupting something fun?!? I'm so sorry Melda! I really need Jinny-poo right now though, sweety. Actually, you might as well come down as well Mel-Mel! I won't take no for an answer!"</span></span>Rika said and then ended the call in a hurry.<br/><br/>Jin looked from Melda, to his phone, then back to Melda with a slightly defeated expression. It was the first time today that he offered the girl any other expression than boredom.<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #0080FF">"You don't need to go, but I'd rather not go alone..."</span></span>Jin admitted.<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #0080FF">"My mother can be a bit...weird..."</span></span>Jin tacked on.