Kinjo ate his food quietly. Trying to ignore the girls who were talking to him. His cheeks flushing at what some of the bolder girls were saying about him. Yet still he did not talk to them. They were trying though. They were trying very hard and flirting with him. He was quite oblivious to the fact that they were hitting on him. He wasn't used to it that much and normally didn't pay it attention. He finished eating and began drinking the chocolate milk. Chocolate milk was his favorite. Well one of them. He also loved a bit of rice saki back home with his father on special holidays like new years. He blinked as the guy walked over and the girls were addressed. Finally looking at them through long lashes. Then went back to paying attention to his tray of food. They practically swooned when his beautiful eyes looked at him through those long lashes. Watching the girls leave in a huff. He watched the guy look at him. He looked at him straight on. "Its okay." He said softly. His voice sensual, sexy and warm. An undertone of exotic due to his japanese and greek heritage. It was like a warm caress on a cold winter night. He looked at him. "I'm Kinjo." he said. Then pulled out a picture of his tiger Soria. "Only a couple more hours Soria." He whispered too soft to hear. "Then I can come home to you my friend." He touched the picture fondly. Leaving it in open view the picture of the dire tiger able to be seen. He then finished off his chocolate milk. Closing the carton and looked at the clock. Still had ten minutes before lunch ended. He looked down at the picture. He missed having her always at his side. That was what he had been allowed to do back home. Nobody had thought it strange there but he had been told that wasn't the case in America.