Midori. Oh, how he hated that girl. The way she spoke pissed him off so bad, and the way she told on everyone in class to the teacher made him even angrier. Hooking one foot against his table, he leaned back on his chair, arms crossed behind his head. The familiar feeling of warm leather on his neck as he let his head down onto them was pleasant. He stuck his tongue out at Midori. "How desperate does a b**ch like you got to be? If this class is so 'enthralling', you should probably just shut the f**k up and take notes, Shitori." he snickered, but his smile was wiped off his face when the teacher demanded even him to stay after class. It was true that he never did anything useful, but... Staying after class... Is for nerds...<br/><br/>He let out a growl. "And how exactly are you going to<span style="font-style: italic">make</span>me stay after class?" he remarked, giving the teacher an unimpressed look of his bright blue eyes. His gaze met with the teacher's, who for a moment even stopped writing onto the board. It was a cold look that he got back, but not something he wouldn't be used to. He didn't even blink.<br/><br/>"By an exclusion, mister Jeagerjaques. If you wish to finish your course, that would be very unfortunate." the cold voice froze even Grimmjow. It wouldn't be the first time breaking the school rules, but getting kicked out for real could be... Well... Right at this moment in the space-time continuum not completely worth it.<br/>"Now, if we could return to the subject of Muromachi period, it would make me very pleased." And with that last remark, silence fell onto the classroom like a sheet of silk, effectively silencing all sounds.<br/><br/>Shina let out a little whistle from between his teeth. "You gotta stay after class with Gifted-from-nature-chan..." he smirked. Off course, it was referring to Orihime's physique. The edge of Grimmjow's mouth twisted upwards, and his eyes narrowed. "I'll wait for you outside the classroom."<br/><br/>To avoid any more trouble from Midori - since Grimmjow thought that the start of the second year was way too early to get kicked out, even for him - he kept talking to Shina instead of taking notes through the rest of the class rather silently. Finally, when the bell rang, he tossed the notebook into his bag and watched everyone exit through the door, casually leaning back on the chair with his arms crossed on his chest. This was going to be a f**king pain in the ass...