89 Identical

I had many questions I wanted to ask.

The opportunity to do so presented itself when Mr. Rooga instructed us to turn to a partner and discuss what we had done over the break; it was a lazy way for the shitty god to get Arthurr to introduce himself to the members of his future harem in his novel.

Without hesitation, I began my inquiry.

"Ichiko, I did not expect to see you here," I said. 

"That was the plan," she replied with a smile that drew the attention of a few nosy onlookers who had momentarily abandoned their discussions just to continue staring at her.

"I'm..." I paused, about to say something but stopped myself because it was information that outsiders needed to hear.

"Wait, give me a second," I said as I took a notebook out and began writing.

"Should I move my chair over?" she asked.

I glanced over to the other students and saw that some of them had done it.

"I guess you can."