Not many. Let's get started!

It didn't take long for the others to enter, even as their instructor merely looked over his pens and papers, not even bothering to give a greeting. All of them had the same topics on their minds- they'd be engaged in some form of small talk, pause to ask Kiyotaka how he was doing (maybe even comment on Sayaka being by his desk), and then return to the topic of conversation they'd had.

"And that's basically it! The Alter Ego program's just a prototype right now, but it's the closest thing we've got to actual learning machines, instead of a chatbot that just regurgitates and makes things up." Chihiro continued, their eyes sparkling as they strode towards their seat, Mondo Owada in tow. Mondo did his best to listen, cracking a grin at Kiyotaka and taking his seat. To his credit, Kiyotaka waved back this time.

The greatest curse of Hope's Peak Academy was that all of his classmates were attractive- from the beautiful women in his classes, to the strapping hunks like Mondo himself. By the time Kiyotaka'd been able to express his feelings publicly however, Chihiro'd already taken the spot of their "partner." It didn't make them any less of best friends.

"Yo, Sayaka's sitting next to you today?" Leon Kuwata whispered with a wide grin as he walked past his desk and made his way to the back of the class. "Damn. Didn't know you had it in you, brother."

Well, actually, it's possible that I **** her to sit by me in class with a magical notebook, and she's going to try and have sex with me after class ends.

Of course, he didn't whisper that back. Thankfully, Sayaka had acted perfectly normal despite the change in seating. She checked her phone, greeted everyone who came by, and seemed...well, perfectly fine. He was worried that she'd be a drooling, lust-crazed animal if the book was responsible.

"You're zoning." Another voice interrupted, as Kiyotaka's gaze flicked away from Sayaka, and looked upwards into a particularly terrifying pair of glasses. "Tell me why Sayaka is sitting next to you today, instead of in her usual position." Byakuga Togami stated in a tranquil, soft tone that did not match the glare he was giving, or the grip on Kiyotaka's left shoulder.

Her usual position. Right.

"I-I personally don't mind! She can sit right next to Kiyotaka as much as she wants! Of course, it's quite filthy of her to lead Makoto along, then switch seats. I can take her desk, if she's moving-" Toko Fukawa interjected from the other side of the classroom, as Byakuga tilted his head in her direction.

"You most certainly will not. Does this have anything to do with your absence this morning?" His head tilted back towards the former victim of his gaze.

Problematic.

"You could say that, yes." Kiyotaka answered, not telling a single lie as Byakuga scanned over his features. Was he sweating? Could Byakuga Togami actually sense fear? If he thought something was truly off, then it was over before anything began.

A cough. Sayaka beamed, as Byakuga's gaze flicked towards her.

"I thought I'd check up on him! Kiyotaka doesn't seem quite well this morning, and I figured I could keep him company! I do hope it's not the bug that got Junko, though. I do have work later today, so I'll be taking another half-day- you don't think you're infectious, do you Kiyotaka?" She asked, her expression becoming worried.

"Yes." Mukuro muttered from her desk. "Bug."

"I'm- fine. Really." Kiyotaka stammered out, as Byakuga sighed. "Makoto makes a terrible shield on his own. I trust you know that, at least. I'll need to take drastic measures. Miss Fukawa?"

"Hm?" Toko froze in place, her posture suddenly rigid. "Yes, master???"

"That cupboard at the back of the classroom." Byakuga said, still utterly calm as he gave the order. "Empty it out, and then remain in it for the rest of the period."

"Of course! Anything for you, m-master!" His self appointed lover, his greatest aid and detriment, the self-appointed president of the Togami fan club replied, as she rushed to the back of the room.

The instructor at the front, per usual, gave even less of a damn. His only reply was a cough, followed by stating "Right then...everyone else take a seat..."

"Ensure that this doesn't become routine." Byakuga stated, gesturing to both Sayaka and Kiyotaka as he strutted back to his desk and took his seat. Sayaka, in response, giggled.

Then, she winked at him, her gaze flitting directly back to Kiyotaka.

"It's alright. I know you aren't sick. You can pay me back after class." She whispered, as her hand patted at his own.

Huh?

"I have...a biology assignment to study for. I think you'd be able to help me out with it as soon as class is over." She murmured with a slight smile as the door flew open.

"Sorry I'm late! Slept in!" Yasuhiro Hagakure exclaimed, to the utter lack of shock and awe from anyone else.