[2nd-year Cleanup Thread]

[goodbye_mr_vr]

Who: The students of class 2-C
What: Time to clean up the classroom.
When: Monday, April 19th
Where: Class 2-C, naturally.



"Look, I've got nothing against you, but..."

The tired-looking, lanky man glanced at his tablet and grimaced before making a halfhearted gesture of encouragement. "Someone's got to clean up this classroom. And you're the chosen ones."

The classroom wasn't precisely a mess, but it was more work than one or two people could handle. Perhaps that was why fate had dragged not just one or two people before Mr. Ishinomori, but several.

"...and by chosen ones, I mean that you all were half-asleep in class today. Sorry about that, but... I, uh. Don't make the rules."

He looked moderately uncomfortable as he gazed over the group, before looking back at the tablet and tapping it a few times with his stylus. "Just let me know when you all are finished, alright? I'll be in the... staff room."

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[geekykomori]

Ishinomori wasn't the only one who looked moderately uncomfortable. Granted, that was an understatement of how Shino really felt, but she left it at that for now, shifting her weight awkwardly as they stood there.

She didn't want to be the first to say something, but... "This sucks."