Oh boy, the situationship alarms are blaring. He ignores them in favour of putting away his history notes and getting out the binder reserved for math.

A couple of minutes later, Kobayashi shows back up and pulls up a chair from the desk next to his and drags it in front of his desk with its back to him, then sits on it facing him, hugging the back of the chair. "Huh. Iwasaki wasn't lying, you are hot."

Situationship alarms getting increasingly aggressive and discordant, especially since he's pretty sure this is the twin he heard mentioned earlier.

"He does seem to spend a lot of time platonically appreciating my aesthetic qualities."

"He's got good taste. I'd know." He extends his hand. "Kobayashi Akira, the more youthful and attractive twin, at your service."

He shakes it. "Adonis Roth, but Rosu Adonisu is fine. Nearly every language on Earth gets by without a 'th' sound; it is we Germanics who are wrong."

"Adonis Roth," he says, pronouncing the 'th' just fine. "That's a pretty name."

"Thank you! I cannot take credit for it."

He's being flirted with. Why is he being flirted with? Again? What is Kobayashi Akira's position in this social and emotional minefield? Help.

"No, sometimes the blessings of the gods just happen to us, but we must do the best we can with them anyway."

"I do try to do the best I can with what I am given."

"D'you have a pen?"

"I do have a pen!" He gets one out, with a certain degree of well-concealed trepidation.

When he accepts Adonis's pen he keeps hold of Adonis's hand, uncaps the pen with his teeth, then writes his number on a corner of Adonis's hand. "We don't share homeroom, but maybe you'll give me the time of day anyway," he says, before returning the pen and pushing himself to his feet.

Getting out a pen was a strategic error!!!! Why are the boys at this high school like this!!!

"It was good to meet you, Kobayashi-san," he says, his precise diction never wavering even in the throes of gay panic.

"Likewise, Roth-san," he says, pushing the chair back towards its desk and running back off to his own homeroom while the rest his Adonis's starts trickling back in.

Well! That just happened!

Math class, please save him from whatever the fuck that was.

Iwasaki took the seat behind Adonis so when he trickles back in that's where he goes. "I see you got the Akira treatment," he observes as he takes his seat.

"I am told that sometimes the blessings of the gods just happen to us. It seems that sometimes Kobayashi Akira-san just happens to us as well."

"He is a bit of a whirlwind."

"Has he happened to you before?"

"Little old me? Why, I can't imagine why you'd think my relationship with Akira is anything but that of childhood friends. But if anyone had happened to anyone else, I would be the one who'd have happened to him, not the other way around."

"I see, I see. Japanese high school truly is very different from American high school. I must study very carefully to catch up on everything a good student should know." He pulls out a pocket notebook and writes something down in it.

"Oh I think I can definitely teach you that a lot better than Toshiki could, if you're ever looking for a private tutor."

"But Kobayashi-san takes such good notes! What could be left for Iwasaki-sensei to teach me?" he asks, truly the picture of innocence in every way. Listen he knows he should stop flirting with these boys but they keep giving him such good opportunities to use words recreationally.

Before Iwasaki can respond to that the students start standing up to greet their maths teacher.

Adonis puts his pocket notebook away as he stands.