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[Sven]

Anthony got shoved away slightly, but the spectacled man snuggled closer to Evan, eventually leaning on to him. "You know, if I don't have this tea I need to finish now, I would be hugging your arm." He smiled as he adjusted his grip on his tea cup, and drinks it with his head inclined, some spilled over on Evan's shoulder.

[Evan]

Evan's eyebrow twitched as some liquid fell on his shoulder but he remained focused on his book until he finished the page. He put his thumb between the pages and held it in his other hand. He lifted the arm Anthony was leaning under, pushing him away then looked at him. "Go spill your drinks elsewhere, kid." He said in a strong tone, a slight annoyed glare on his face as he stood, placed a bookmark in his book and grabbed a napkin to wipe the liquid off.

[Sven]

Anthony grinned wide, happy to see a sprt of reaction from Evan. "Why, Eviekins! I'm not even a child now." He stood up from the couch, quickly finish his tea, and tagged behind Evan like a lost chick. His eyes saw the book Evan's holding, and his smile widens.

When Evan's busy wiping the stain off his shirt, the book suddenly flew out of his grip. Anthony chuckled as he caught the book, shaking it in Evan's view, "Come on, it's been a long time since we played together! I dare you to take it back less than 30 seconds~"

The spectacled man hops to the back, readying himself. He bats his eyelashes at Evan to further annoy him, "Kitty cat wants back his book??"

[Evan]

Evan's hand gripped the napkin tightly and he threw it in garbage can from a few feet away and turned to look at Anthony, nothing on his face except that slight annoying glare. "With the way you keep acting, no one could believe you're not a child." He said plainly and stood still, his arms crossed.

"Now give the book back to me. I need to prepare for my classes. You should spend a little more time preparing for yours." He said sternly, waiting perfectly still.

[Sven]

"Aww, come on, Eviekins! I already prepared mine before I even became a teacher." He grinned mischievously, still shaking that book in his hand. "Plus, you won't even believe I'll be a good teacher, so why do you care about how I prepare my classes?"

Anthony sticks out his tongue as the book floated high in the air, "...Hey, I know. If you get this book less than...23 seconds starting now...I might promise you I'll start being a serious teacher."

[Evan]

Evan's eyebrow twitched lightly. "I'm not playing your stupid games, Anthony." He said in a stern tone, his body remaining still as a statue. "Even if you prepare things before, there will always be preparations for the next coming class. If you don't want to end up fired, you better smarten up."

His slightly annoyed glare remained in his eyes as he watched Anthony with a cold hard stare. "If you care at all about the students you're teaching, you'll take my advice."

[Sven]

"Of course I care." Anthony crossed his arms, blinking at Evan standing a few feet far from him. His book danced in mid-air above Anthony when the spectacled teacher rubbed his chin, "It's just that I show how I care differently than how you do. And I prepare for my classes differently than you do."

With a smile, Anthony shot Evan his signature foggy-glassed glance, "Why, I'm preparing my telekinesis project right at this moment..."

[Evan]

Evan's eyebrow twitched slightly again in annoyance. "If you care about you're students, you'll teach them properly without going and flirting with all the young females. A teacher's job is to be a leader. You have to guide your students in the right direction. Not teach them improper manners and try to steal their innocence. You have a lot yet to learn in order to grow up, Anthony." Evan said sternly almost growling the last three words. He firmly stood his ground as he watched the other still with his cold hard glare.

[Sven]

Anthony burst out laughing at Evan's remark, his pure intention to annoy him. He raised his hands in front of his chest, waving at Evan in defence, "Fine, fine! If you doubt I could be a...'proper' teacher as you define it, then I can surprsie you. Immensely." The spectacled man nodded at Evan confidently, still with that annoying grin of his.

"And come on. I can't even lead ONE girl to a room because you and Zephel kept stopping me time and time again. You should celebrate, Eviekins."

[Evan]

Evan just stood with his arms crossed still, closing his eyes with his eyebrows creased to the center in an annoyed glare. He opened his eyes after another moment, looking at Anthony again. "Return my book and go do something else. I have things to prepare. I actually take my job seriously, unlike some." He said sternly in his strong voice, not bothering to let the immature 'teacher' get to him.

[Sven]

"Well, if you take your job TOO seriously, you're going to get old fast, Eviekins. Remember that." Anthony shakes his index finger in an instructing manner, then surprisingly takes that comment on himself for once, "But of course, if I'm taking it too frivolously, I might be judged as 'childish'... Ah well, at least I like how I'm judged as."

The spectacled teacher then walked towards Evan, the book following, floating directly above Anthony as he steps closer to his companion. The pervert smiled, his eyes closed shut behind that foggy glasses of his. Then, he patted Evan by the shoulder, "I'll just leave then, mister NO-FUN-AT-ALL."

Anthony leans closer and shockingly pecks at Evan's cheek. The second his lips touch the cat-demon's skin is the same second Evan's book fell, which Anthony caught and slaps it at Evan's chest, "There! Take it! Jerk."

The spectacled man then walked away from the room, sticking his tongue out at Evan on the way.

[Evan]

Evan stood still as a statue still as Anthony moved around him, kissing his cheek and pushing the book against his chest. He moved one hand to grab the book and eyed Anthony as he left.

He let out a quiet breath of a sigh as he heard Anthony walking away and moved back over to the couch, getting comfortable again. 'Anthony...... You idiot......' He thought to himself, hid mind still blocking entry as he opened his book again and continued where he left off.

[Zephel]

Hikaru made his way around the corner, in search of the teachers' lounge, and bumped into a spectacled man on his way. The redhead bowed in apology, and continue to search for his martial arts teacher. An ancient-looking scroll tight in his grip, Hikaru finally found the room he's been looking for.

The light-wielder peeked in, catching sight of the teacher at first glance, and timidly raised a fist to knock on the opened door, "Uhmm... e-excuse me...Mister Archen...?"

[Evan]

Evan placed his thumb to the sentence he was on and looked up to the voice of a student calling him. "Hikaru." He stated, recognizing his student in martial arts. "What is it you want?" He asked, his voice strong but soft towards his student.

[Zephel]

Hikaru winced a bit, hearing the teacher's voice. He could never get over that frightening feeling when his martial arts teacher is near. The redhead carefully made his way inside the teacher's lounge, trying his best not to trip on anything, and stopped near the couch.

"Uhm...M-Mister Archen.....I uh...I wanna ask you something."

He stopped twisting his ankle, reminding himself its an annoying trait, and stood straight, trying to look at his teacher properly in the eyes, "I... My brother found something about our race from the library...about this particular move that only I can do, 'cause I'm the light wielder..." He timidly handed that scroll he's been holding to Evan.

"Truthfully, I want my brother to show me how to do that...but...he has 3 jobs he has to do...and his dorm room just blew up so he gotta fix it...and Mr. Reinhardt kept pulling him to do his paperwork...so...he's pretty busy to teach me and wants me to go to you..."