Next Class

Dante took away his try as all the others left and threw away his trash before heading to his next class. Taking a seat next to the only other student their already he plopped down and fished his notebook from his messenger bag. It looked like it's was already fairly warn, maybe even one from the previous year.

He noticed the girl side eyeing him. Seeming surprised he sat next to her. "Afternoon." he said, his somewhat 'country boy' accent pushing through.