<div class="floatleft">(http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2010/008/e/7/Emo_Boy_by_Kisuru1994.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Mori Koji<br/><strong>Team:</strong>Wild Marmet (WMTT)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Dormitory of Wild Marmet (WMTT)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Other team mates of the team Wild Marmet (WMTT), Tamika Ming<br/><br/>Mori Koji listened to the soft voice coming out of Tamika's lips, trying to pay attention to what she was telling rather than to the move of her reddish lips. Were it not enough her crystal blue eyes, her tight leather outfit, highlighting the generous curves of her round, pert breasts, was contributing to distract him. She was really pretty to his eyes and the more she spoke, the faster his heart beated. Even so, Mori Koji managed to focus on what she was saying. Indeed, it was a quite interesting story about repressed people like Professor Armina Horowitz. Maybe she needed a hobby ...or to be taught about how to teach.<br/><br/>"True, Tamika", Mori Koji replied. "It is hard to believe that Professor Armina Horowitz is a professor here. She lacks didacticism", he pronounced the complicated word slowly in an attempt to impress Tamika with his vocabulary.<br/><br/>"When I was coming here, I met an elegant man in the harbour", Mori Koji spoke, forgetting all his shyness as he was in the mood of speaking ill about Professor Armina. "I don't even remember how we started talking about the Avalanche Academy, but in the end, I recall that the man told me there were two sisters teaching here. One of them really knew what she was doing and the other had no idea", Mori Koji spoke in a low voice, placing his hand on his mouth, as if he tried to contain his laughter. "It seems that Armina is the one who knows nothing!", he spoke and winked at Tamika. "Otherwise she would have taught us rather than asking us to learn by ourselves!"