Catrina noticed the young student run inside the school at the sight of her. She furrowed her brows, wondering what was wrong with him that he'd run so fast. It wasn't like she was going to punish him for being tardy, she herself was playing hookey and not teaching any of her classes for the day. Her lips curved playfully as dirty taughts began to formulate in her head. Shutting the book quickly and putting it back in her bag, she made her way inside the school once more.<br/><br/>But she didn't go to her class. Instead, she went straight to her office. Trying to avoid everyone and making sure no one stopped her, she walked quickly and didn't meet anyone in the eyes. Before her hand could touch the door knob, the door swung open and shut tightly behind her as she threw her bag and light jacket on the sofa against the wall. She sat down behind her desk and pulled out her student files.<br/><br/><em>Akira</em><br/><br/>There wasn't much information on him, just that he did not have parents and lived just near the boarding school when school was not in session.<br/><br/>She pushed the manila folder away and slumped back on her chair feeling dissappointed there wasn't more information on him. Her curiousity had become worse, all because of him. The clock ticked on, getting louder with each passing minute, her finger nails tapping against the table in unison. Looking at the clock, she realized there was only five more minutes of class left. She pushed the tiny red button on the microphone that was wired to her classroom.<br/><br/>"Mrs. Yuri, please send Akira to my office," she said on the microphone loud and clear so the substitute teacher could hear her in the classroom. Catrina took the bow off her hair and let the soft strands fall around her face and shoulders. Flipping her hair over creating a tousled look, she put on sheer pink lipgloss and waited for her student to knock on her door.