Problems? (Tsurinai Naito)

Salmane sat alone in the student council room alone. All the other members had left to confront a smoking student living her alone to write a story in her notebook. The singleness was bliss as to the other members going back and forth about who knows what. Sitting across from the door she looked up at it, she felt something would happen, but what. She looked down and wrote one final sentence in her notebook and read it out loud. “So it begins” The notebook was closed.

The door to the student council room would open suddenly, as Tsurinai Naito would make his way into the area. His silver eyes scanned the room, only seeing one member. Of course, not the one he was looking for. In actuality, Naito was searching for Kano Genji this quiet afternoon. Not because of his status in student council, but to discuss something regarding Limbo and the Velvet Room in general. What he would come across, however, would be a lonely looking girl. One of the social dregs that wished to separate themselves from the rest of society, perhaps? Regardless, Naito did not care for her. His objective was elsewhere. Keeping a hand on the door handle, the silver haired student would give an indifferent gaze towards the female. "Kano Genji, do you know him? If so, where is he?" His words were blunt and too the point like usual. It wasn't like Tsurinai to drag things on without purpose. That was simply a waste of time for himself and everyone else who was involved in the conversation at hand. Where many found this as a rude way to address conversation, he saw it as traditional. After all, being home schooled and tutored for the majority of his life made him quite distant when it came to actually communicating with others. It didn't help that he had a superiority complex that honestly made him see others as livestock when compared to himself. Though, there were a few people he did have a high opinion of. those who applied themselves and did not waste their human potential. Where people saw him as a complete and utter asshole, Naito truly wished the best for everyone around him. He wished for them to succeed in life, and found it disgusting when he witnessed those of the weak holding down the strong.

Surely those in student council could share his views on the livestock of Kizuna Academy. The students who skipped out and didn't apply themselves in classes were deemed as trash. Those who showed some ambition were praised. That was how life was to be, and in Tsurinai Naito's ideal world everyone would live by those rules. No one would be handed the power they deserved. They would need to work for it. These students that copied off the more successful ones, and looked to partner with them for an easy grade would most likely be the first gone in a world of Naito's choosing. After all, such dregs of society could never learn how to appreciate the drive to become competent. They were too brainwashed by incompetence, and thus they would fall into mediocrity with the rest of the trash of society. Were these cruel thoughts and ideals from a person who hated humanity? No. these were thoughts from someone who enjoyed humanity's potential and despised those who held back the human race from transcending. So those that knew Naito knew he was harsh, but those who knew Naito personally knew he was harsh for a reason. It was a dog eat dog world, and no one was an exception to this. This world of excuses was unbecoming, and needed to be removed from history altogether. But for now, this simply Kizuna Academy student would stomach it with contempt. After all, who would share such views in this time and age?

Salmane's eyes reverted to the front of her. A boy had opened the door. Wasn't he a kendo member? His words brushed off her shoulders like she did with mother's preaching. She then started to speak, "He steeped out for a but. Your welcome to sit around for a while." She gestured towards the chair in front of her. "As if you care but I'm Salmane Sokida. I'm a third year." She then opened her book and began writing again. "is there something you really needed?"

Naito's eyes analyzed the woman before him. Well, she was hardly a woman. More like a little girl. Keeping his stern gaze upon her, there would be silence before he spoke. "Aren't you rather young to be a third year? Seems like this academy has made a fluke allowing someone such as you to become a third year." How disrespectful was he? Was it truly him being disrespectful or was he simply speaking his mind about the situation at hand? Regardless, he continued on. If Kano Genji was to be returning, it'd be in his best interest to await his arrival, correct? Stepping into the room, the silver haired student would close the door behind him. However, he wouldn't take a seat, he'd simply stand by the side of the door with a hand on his side and the other hanging freely. "My name is Tsurinai Naito. I'm a second year here. I've recently transferred." It was a surprise he would even waste his time to introduce himself. After all, it was not like he would be holding a conversation with the female again in the future. He had no reason too after all. "There's nothing I need from you, or anyone else of the student council. I only need to share words with Kano. You can interpret that however you'd wish." Tsurinai would slowly close his eyes as he'd give a slightly annoyed sigh. Waiting for others was so unbecoming of the royal "prince". Keeping close to the doorway, he was eerily quiet, as if he did not know how to start a conversation in the meantime. Everything was strictly business for Naito, so could one blame him for not being able to strike up a purposeless conversation so easily? No. Instead, he'd cross his arms and tilt his head to the side while waiting.

"I'm rather surprised the student council would take a freshman under their wing. Especially after the whole situation with that.. Kogami fellow. Or whatever his name was. Regardless, he is irrelevant, as always." Naito wasn't entirely sure if the female was aware of the investigation that was to be held in regards to Shibuya Kogami's situation. Though, he didn't particularly care either. "So, who did you blackmail to get a seat at their so prestigious table?"

Salmane looked towards the boy again. “I skipped a few grades for good academics. And I’m not a freshman. Like I said, I’m a third year, plus I just inquired to join and they acknowledged me.” Her eyes moved around the room and then to her notepad which she began to write in again. She loathed that; society thought she was undeveloped and unwise. Her hands maneuvered towards the bag on the chair and pull out a small phone, quickly sending a text and putting it away.

"Heh, so you caught that then?" Naito tilted his head back, as a silver strand of hair found itself falling upon his right eye's point of view. "It was a simple verbal assessment to see if you truly were a third year, or if you were simply telling a lie to make yourself sound more competent than you truly are. Regardless, I suppose that does not matter now. It seems as if Student Council takes everyone these days." The silver haired teen would lift a hand to his chin, as he pinched it between his index finger and thumb in complete thought. This situation was something, was it not? Though, to be honest he wasn't really interested to learn more. His silver eyes glanced towards the clock of the room... What was taking Kano so long to return. This was becoming a waste of his time. Also, she was rather dull and boring. Nothing worth investing time in, atleast in his current point of view. Though he saw her as dull, she seemed to be very dedicated to her work. Atleast, if that's what you could call such a thing. Being a lapdog was a twenty four hour job, wasn't it? Working beneath Atsuki Kiryu's heel was unbecoming of any student, no matter ho prestigious or smart they were. What wasted potential! It should have been a crime. This only proved even those that had the smarts for school work was still dumb when it came to the grander things in life. Such things as control, ambition, and inquiry. Surely a shame indeed. Well, whatever. That was not his problem, nor would it ever be his problem. Turning towards the door, Tsurinai would begin to make his departure from the room. Being around lap dogs of the student council president was bad for his digestion. "Well then, this is becoming a waste of time. Kano Genji is obviously taking his time to return, and this.. conversation.. simply is going no where. If there is nothing else to be said here, I'll be leaving." He grasped the door handle and would give one last glare towards the council member.

Salmane scuffed, “I have people like you…” She started to chuckle to herself. “This is becoming a waste of time.” She mocked him. “Test my intelligence…” She put her books in her bag. “Genji is someone in the school, find him yourself.” She put her backpack on her back, grabbing at the door and opening it up before the other could grab it and walked out.

"Becoming a waste of time? Don't flatter yourself, this was a waste of my time the moment the first word was spoken." Tsurinai Naito spoke with a bold and blunt tone, as he allowed the female to cross his path and exit the room without obstruction. Something about people who couldn't handle his personality made him wish to laugh out loud. Why did he find himself antagonizing people he first met? Was it a bad thing to hold everyone at a low opinion until they proved their competence? He didn't believe so, simply because if you did that you were rarely disappointed when they failed to please you. Regardless, Tsurinai would await her exit before leaving the room himself. Asking for her help would have wasted more time than just searching for Kano himself. And simply like that, Naito went on his way without once looking back towards his fellow student.

[exit]