Name: Zzetsuga Staghorn<br/>place: classroom<br/>tagged: Mitsu<br/><br/>He continued picking up the notes methodicly, some said he had OCD but he just hated a mess, and knew first hand how much of a pain it could be to have you note in absolutly no order at all. "nice to meet you Mitsu. If you'd like I could go through the notes and organize them for you chronologically. It's not like I have much of a social life anyway." before she could respond he set his book on her desk and took her copy and all the notes into his bag, bowing in return. "feel free to write in that one it's in good condition and used so notes are convieniantly there all ready.". He took her hand and kissed it lightly before returning to his desk to organize her notes. Quite the chivelrous weapon indeed.