Yukiko was barely listening as Kenji spoke to her, though she heard enough to catch his name at least.<br/>"Yeah, yeah, introductions, blablabla," was her response. She didn't tend to show much concern for anything that didn't interest her, and idle conversation was one of those things. Still, she managed to pay enough attention to catch bits and pieces of what he was saying, and before long she was glad that she did.<br/><br/>Her eyes shot up to meet his and her hands ceased moving as he mentioned the lockers during lunchtime. She no longer had the tired, bored look she had when she entered the room, and she listened intently to every word he said, a smile steadily growing on her face the entire time. When he mentioned something about not believing in spirits, though, the grin immediately turned into a scowl. She stood up abruptly from her seat, dropping the books and slamming her hands on her desk with a loud<span style="font-style: italic">bang</span>.<br/>"What the heck?! How can you not believe in paranormal activities, are you insane?!"<br/><br/>The classes attention was once again drawn to her, which she seemed to not notice at all. It wasn't long before they had something else to focus on, though, as shortly afterward, one of the windows spontaneously burst as if it had been smashed in by some invisible force. While most of the class freaked out, her reaction was<span style="font-style: italic">slightly</span>different; the grin on her face returned and she quickly ran over to the broken glass, kneeling down before it and searching around excitedly.<br/><br/>"Oh my god, did you see that?! There's nothing here but broken glass, no trace of anything that could have been used to make the impact.. This has to be the work of some kind of malevolent spirit bent on the utter destruction of all things glass, it just<span style="font-style: italic">has</span>to!"<br/>She studied the glass for a few more moments before standing up again and pacing the room, one hand behind her back and the other set on her chin in contemplation.<br/>"There must have been someone working at a glass object manufacturer who was brutally murdered by his co-worker, using the very same glass he created.." As her speech came to an end, Yukiko stopped pacing, slamming her left fist into her right palm as a sign that the pieces of her puzzle were coming together.<br/>"And that murderer was the father of someone in this room, so now this spirit lingers in our class, looking for his eternal revenge!"<br/><br/>Nobody in the room would be able to say where exactly she came up with the theory, but this was the hypothesis which she presented to the class, in a rather exuberant fashion. There was an astounding amount of silence for a few moments before she added one final line; "Everybody take off your glasses! Trust me, I'm an expert at these things."