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To say that Hwan Seong had been confused to hear that there would be a literal Physical Education class test on a certain day that week was an understatement to the situation. At first he had laughed- assuming that it was some sort of joke, yet when no one laughed with him and when the teacher leered at him for laughing in class, he found himself at a loss for words. What were they even supposed to study? How to play sports? Trying to ask without making even more a fool out of himself was difficult for the young man, and he had only managed it haphazardly at best thereafter. However, with enough general information about what he needed to study over under his nose, Hwan had set to work studying each afternoon for it. Though he doubted it could b hard- since when could such a test in that class be hard?- Hwan didn't want to take any chances in it affecting his grades least he never hear the end of it from a more than irritated father. 

Now sitting in a large convergent testing room just a few minutes before the test was to begin, the blue haired young man was allowing his eyes to scale the walls and reflect against the light tiles of the ceiling as if he were more lost to what he was supposed to be doing there than a student of pure academia would be. He caught only a few glances in his wandering gaze, considering he was sitting just a few rows to the back and most were filed in the front rows. It wasn't that he had been late so much that he preferred to sit closer to the back when taking an exam. It was easier to get out after finishing, for one thing.

What are the teachers even thinking? Hwan wondered minimally as gold eyes flashed sideways to glance at the numerous desks and students filling them. Maybe trying to isolate students from different classes to keep cheating rates down... Hwan considered briefly. That sounded like them- logical, careful, calculating. However, in his time there he hadn't come across such a thing before. Then again, most of his schooling had been on various military bases across Korea and Japan, so comparing wasn't really something he could do adequately, he supposed. You'd think I was a military brat not a diplomat one... Hwan mentally sighed setting his elbow on his desk and his cheek in hand. 

In the minutes thereafter, the tests had been administered, and Hwan found himself staring down at the paper before him. So it literally was a test of sports.. the blue haired young man smirked almost bitterly at the thought before fishing up the pencil beside the test. Reading over the first question, Hwan mentally sighed briefly before putting pencil to paper. The subtle crunch sound that echoed in Hwan's ears caused the young man to pause briefly raising the pencil to his line of sight there after and stare at it. The tip had shattered rather quickly, and all too quickly the chorus of other snapping sounds vibrated his ears.

How lovely was the sarcastic thought that ran through Hwan's mind before he fished up the small sharpener at his desk and went to fix the matter. Returning his pencil to the paper, he went to press again a bit lighter this time only for the pencil to once again snap. What the hell? the blue haired young man swore considerably to himself thereafter only allowing for a small frown to come to his otherwise distilled features. As if on cue, another chorus of snaps came causing the blue haired young man to bristle just a little in response. Despite general rule to keep one's eyes on his test, Hwan looked around rather sharply. There were a few who seemed to be trying to not glance around as well.

"Eyes forward!" was the order that came rather quickly to Hwan's ears, and all too quickly gold eyes met the rather hard stare of his teacher. A small forced smile came to Hwan's features as he rather quickly fished up his pencil sharpener again and clipped the pencil down to a less than sharp point. Do not embarrass me the words of his father rang in Hwan's ears before gold eyes lowered back to the test and he made to press the pencil to the paper again. The snap that followed made him bristle yet again. Though he didn't mind a good prank every once in a while- and while he sometimes enjoyed playing pranks of his own, this was a test- with a bunch of people attached.

Sitting back and folding his hands behind his spiky blue hair, Hwan stretched his arm up into a general questioning gesture. When his athletics teacher came to stare at him, again, he offered a small grin. "Yo, can I get a new pencil? This thing's out to irritate me," he questioned only to stop upon realizing he'd defaulted to English at the last moment. Eh, oh well.