Jammin' at Lunch, Woot.

[Takai]

Takai Isawaki sat on the steps of the spiralling staircase leading to the boys' dorms, his bright orange headphones set on his ears as he casually ate a bowl of Instant Tempura Noodles. That was his lunch for the day. He didn't mind, Tempura was his favorite. Everyone knew that you could eat wherever you wanted during lunch time, and this was Takai's spot. It had been for the last 3 years Takai had been at Anzeer.

You see, he never actually went into the boys' dorms; he was a day-student, and his sister Abi needed him at home during the evenings. Ever since the changes, Abi had become very sickly and often worried Takai. Even though he was not, Takai always felt guilty for her position.

[Lieven]

Lieven was on his way to his classroom, art supplies in hand. The reason he had taken this route is simple: he wanted to see some students on the way there. He loved nearly all the students, for various reasons, and being in their company was always a joy. He knew that it was lunchtime, of course, which made an encounter with a student more likely.
So far, he had seen no one, which disappointed him. As he approached the staircase to the boys’ dorms, though, he was overjoyed to see Takai sitting and enjoying his noodles and listening to… music. Ah, music. It was hard not to approach….
And he was overcome by the tasks level of difficulty, and gave in. He walked up to the base of the stairs and looked, with a smile, at Takai. “Hello! How’s the artist going?” Lieven had trouble not addressing Takai as this, for he admired his art in his class.

[Takai]

Takai slowly looked up at the teacher and raised an eyebrow. He barely grasped what Lieven had said over the music. "Mfffhhm?" The raven-haired boy responded, his mouth still full of noodles. Why was the oh-so ecstatic Lieven taking this route, anyway? It was odd to see him, Lieven usually didn't encounter many people when eating lunch.

"Er, good, I suppose." Takai responded, setting down the bowl of tempura ramen. "Eating..."

[Lieven]

“Ah, I see!” Lieven exclaimed, observing Takai’s noodles. They were his usual, he believed… he couldn’t be sure, though. “I ate already. At the bakery. Those pies are delicious!” he laughed lightheartedly. “I’m taking these supplies to my classroom now. Can’t do art without it!”