Celes leisurely strolled through the hallways, he wasn’t very concerned with being on time. He chatted with some other guys. They belonged to the group of likely troublemakers, although Celes didn’t usually take part in such actions. That didn’t keep him from getting in trouble anyway. With his superior sense of direction he didn’t need any help finding the classroom for his English classes. He kept chatting and laughing with the other guys until someone would say that classes have already started. Celes actually didn’t want to take up English. He wanted to take the special classes for (un)dead creatures, but he wasn’t accepted. He never understood why. English would be easy for him because demons already spoke every human language fluently. Celes was completely obvious to the presence of the teacher. Mostly because he didn't know who the teacher was anyway. It was not that he did not respect his teachers, more like he didn't like all the seriousness they wanted from him. You can also learn stuff while having fun. Just now one of the guys he was talking with told an incredibly crude joke which made Celes laugh out loud. He hit the guy on his back to compliment his joke, causing the guy to fall over. This caused the whole group to laugh. That their laughing and chatting may disturb the rest of the class didn't come to Celes' mind at all. And why would it anyway? It is in a demons nature to not care. Even if Celes is much nicer than demons were supposed to be, he was still a demon.<br/><br/>Kimura-sensei was sleeping in his coffin, safely hidden away in the catacombs of the faculty. He wouldn’t come out until after sunset. His classes only take place during night-time.