Yui, flinches as the eraser bounces off her head, startled, but unharmed. Her brief look at the students of the classroom would be interrupted as her eyes immediately dart towards the floor, thoroughly chastened by the teacher's... displeasure? "S-sorry Sensei."<br/><br/>She lets herself be tugged along by Gretchen towards the back of the room, allowing her to be her guide in earnest now. So intent is she on the floor, that if Gretchen's arm had not been around her waist tugging her onwards, she probably would have bumped into something.<br/><br/>Yui takes a moment to settle into her desk, placing her bag on the floor and grabbing her notebooks. She gives a startled look at Gretchen as she whispers quietly to Yui, punctuated by a darting glance back at the tentacled teacher. She whispers briefly in turn, afraid of being overheard, but wishing not to disappoint her prospective friend with silence. "Y-yes. I think everything is okay." She keeps her eyes on her notebooks, not yet aware that the boy she had mentioned only a few minutes earlier was sharing this very classroom with them.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>