Celes only noticed that class had already started when his buddies took their seat and quietened down. He didn’t think that the half angel had meant him with his shouting through the classroom. Must have been someone else. He also sat down and tried to listen. The class was pretty boring to him. Humans and their whole culture are boring. He yawned, doodled, tried to poke his buddies to distract them. In the end he was folding paper cranes to pass the time. He was nice enough to not disturb the illusions that the teacher casted. Celes was sitting in the last row to the back of the class. It didn’t really disturb anyone when he was stretching his limbs. He also stretched his wings before hiding them again.<br/>When class was over his desk was a total mess. It was covered with all kinds of folded paper figures. Several covered with patterns by his pen. Instead of cleaning his desk, Celes just burned all the paper away. Sure, this blackened his desk a little, but he would sit on it next time too anyway. That other people might not like their desk slightly burned didn’t occur to Celes at all. He wanted it to be night time soon. Those times are the most fun of all.<br/>Only then did he notice the human sitting in the front row. He had been the one that asked the teacher for his name. Celes spontaneously walked up to him. “Hey, wanna hang out?”