<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/UCzEVzD.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Maya<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 12 (8:00AM)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Remedial Class<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Masahiro, Open<br/><hr/>“Worthwhile? Riiiight” Maya remarked with obvious disbelief, clearly indicating that she didn’t think any of the other classes were better than the current one she was stuck in. There were a few exceptions of course, since Maya could be a bit more motivated to take part in activities that were more kinetic in nature, taking a hands on approach and producing some sort of tangible result... but a scrawled mark on a sheet of paper was hardly an achievement, and the odds of her taking the next class any more seriously than the current were slim at best.<br/><br/>“Yeah, I’ll always be here waiting for you with a freshly baked pie just in case you ever get homesick”Maya added, notedly ignoring the fact that she didn’t even know the most basic of ingredients required in such an endeavor. Considering her literacy levels it wasn’t like she could look up the recipe either, but what she couldn’t do she’d make do without. Her style of living hadn’t caused her any serious complications, up until this point, and as far as she was concerned that was what other people were for. Leave the complicated stuff to those who were more competent, instead of taking the risk and finishing up with something subpar.<br/><br/>“I just can’t believe you find this stuff interesting... I mean it churns my stomach, and gives me the worst headaches I’ve ever experienced. In fact I’m starting to wonder how much longer I need to wait before I get a heart attack... not fond of hospitals either but if I don’t have to do this stuff....” picking the textbook before her up by the fringes with the tips of her fingers, the way in which she wrinkled her nose and cringed away was more than enough to indicate her dislike of study wasn't purely laziness, but a genuine dislike towards the whole notion of studying.