The night before wasn't all that eventful, and passed by rather quickly. In fact, the moment Konji arrived at his house, he immediately went to bed, not bothering with homework. It wasn't like he ever did that sort of thing in the first place, not that he needed to. However, when he woke up the next morning he regretted not eating anything before falling asleep, since when he rolled off of the sheets it felt like his stomach was going to turn inside out by how empty it felt.<br/><br/>First thing first, though, he changed into a clean set of school clothes, throwing the dirty ones in a rather large pile in the corner. "I really need to get around to doing laundry..." He mumbles to himself, though he had lost count of how many times he'd told himself that and STILL hasn't done what he needed to. Shrugging, he pockets his cell, a wallet, and his cigarettes/lighter, before heading down to the kitchen to get something to eat before heading out.<br/><br/>Honestly, he'd been planning on just skipping again, but he knew if he missed too many days of school in one month they'd send someone over to his place...and he didn't like that at all. He shudders just remembering the last time that happened; it hadn't been the most pleasant of encounters, to say the least. Taking a bite out of the sandwich he'd made, followed by a drink of soda, leaves the kitchen behind, food in hand. Pausing by the front door, he picks up his school bag and shoulders it before heading out, locking the door behind himself.<br/><br/>As he walks towards school, he takes the time to smoke a cigarette, leaving it between his lips as he shoves his hands in the pockets of his pants. Konji knew that at his age he really shouldn't be smoking, or rather at the age others thought he was, but he really didn't give a shit what others said, nor did he care about the rules. Obviously, he didn't care, evident from him breaking them all the time, from skipping school to drinking and smoking underage. Good thing that the time from his place to the school was just enough to finish his cigarette, and when he passed the front gates he drops the finished butt by the entrance, once more glaring at the black cat that he'd seen the other day, and like before, it leaves the moment it's bright green eyes meet with Konji's golden ones.<br/><br/>Going in the school building, he ignores the looks he receives, and the smart remarks about him finally showing up for class. Instead, he makes his way to the first class of the day and gives a death stare to Shun. Even though Shun was a new teacher, he and Konji already knew each other, though Konjiki would never admit to it. Even so, the handsome Shun-sensei gives a smile and raises his hand in greeting. "So good to see you here today Yami-kun. I was just about to think that I might have to send the class representative to come make you go to school. So glad I didn't have to do that." Konji pauses, and glances at Shun from the corner of his eyes, narrowing them at the same time. "Yeah, SO good to be here." He growls, a sneer forming on his lips as he makes his way to his seat, at the back of the class.<br/><br/>There was just a small bit of time before homeroom would begin, and just as Konji was beginning to drift off into his 'own little world' staring out the window, he heard that same happy-go-lucky voice from the other day, and glances over to see that the panty girl had entered the class. She'd greeted Shun, who smiles and says hello back, and then she looks over at him. What was with her? He had no clue who she was, and to be honest...it kind of annoyed him that she seemed so into him.<br/><br/>He sighs, and looks away, breaking their brief eye contact, turning his eyes to look out the window once more, barely even hearing the bell ring, signaling the start of the school day. Shun addresses the class, and does role call, ending on Konji. "And here's something that doesn't happen very often class, Yami-kun has decided to grace us with his presence today. Isn't that just lovely?" Konji could  tell that Shun was being sarcastic, and he glares up at the front of the class at Shun, his eyes flaring up with annoyance, especially when all Shun does is smile back, with the expression of a fox. What Konji would do to rip that grin off of Shun's face.<br/><br/>Konji glances around, feeling that he was being looked at, wondering if it was that one girl. He knew Shun had called her name, but he wasn't one to pay attention to other people's names.