Ayame shook her head, looking slightly mollified by the fact that he didn't appear to recognize her name. "Yes," she replied coolly. "I'm starting tenth grade."<br/><br/>Her suspicion that he wasn't going to take a hint was confirmed when he smoothly told her that he wanted nothing aside from her company. In fact, she had the feeling he was enjoying teasing her...<br/><br/>She raised an eyebrow. "Because I can think of dozens of more interesting and productive things to do?"<br/><br/>Telling herself that he was only going to keep pressing the drink on her if she didn't take it, she gave a rather affected, martyred sigh and accepted it, taking a sip. She refused to admit that she was attracted to him in any significant way.