Jessica had to concentrate to keep up with the studies.  Not only was most of the history alien to her, but she was not yet comfortable enough in Japanese to be able to skim the page for the information she needed.  She felt almost handicapped.<br/><br/>Still, she couldn't help but spare a few thoughts for this teacher.  He had a commanding presence, but it was also rather sinister.  Could he be involved in the disappearances?  He seemed the type, but he was almost too repulsive.  Might things change if he turned on the charm?  Or was he bait for a particular type of girl, one who liked truly scary men?  Jessi had to admit a certain fascination, but...<br/><br/>Gah!  Not everything, or everyone, was part of a sinister plot to drag the entire island into some hideous and boiling sea in Hell.  She pushed the thoughts out of her mind and tried to concentrate on her lessons.  That is, until the girl who'd had the amusing fliers suddenly went scrambling across the floor, trying to retrieve her pencil.  She couldn't help rolling her eyes.  The poor girl, but it was all Jessica could do to keep from snickering out loud.  She caught the pencil with her toe and pushed it back towards Hikari.