„But you're this pretty and you have a nice voice! I forbid you from looking down on yourself like that, Nazu, forbid you!“ He had quite a shrill, unpleasant voice and a particular talent for piercing eardrums. You can make a living with that, you know!“ „I'm so jealous of you two! Oshi-san can sew, and you can write music. „Of course it wasn't me, have you seen my stitchwork?“ someone with a small, mellow voice. „You sewed a bag for your bento box? Cute, cute, I love that kinda thing!“ „Eeeh?“ the one who'd laughed wondered out loud. So it's not that he was listening in on their conversation, it's just that they were rather noisy.
Izumi turned his attention back to his meager lunch, hoping that whatever senpai came to deal with the weirdos wouldn't mistake him for one of their group just because he was nearby, and another first year who stuck out like a sore thumb. A group of outcast kids who always kept to their clubrooms and classrooms felt bold enough to show their faces at the Garden Terrace today, and even occupy a large table square in the middle of the room. He whipped his head around to glare at the merrymaker who threatened to worsen his already impending headache – and ah, he wasn't the only one staring.
Izumi faint heartedly tore the plastic wrapping when someone's sharp and sudden fit of laughter rose above the buzz of other students' chatter and the crinkle of Izumi's sandwich dropping back into the box.
Mama had cut it neatly across the diagonal and included a cutesy note complete with a smiley face as though to make it more appetizing, and it was still anything but. Uselessly, he clutched at his growling stomach and considered the contents of his lunchbox: a sandwich and a juicebox. Sena Izumi thought: stupid, useless stained glass windows! Indeed a perfect match for the stupid idol course at this useless academy of arts, and all of its absolutely useless atendees!
Waterfalls of early afternoon sunlight spilled into the Garden Terrace cafeteria, painting an abstract picture in all the hues of the rainbow on the floor tiles - anyone with the slightest inkling of affinity for art would've agreed it was a truly exquisite sight.
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