Before Akibara Hiro greeted him, Aito was still stuttering. He nodded his head in greeting.
They shared the task, while the other two were absent, not attending class. So, he was really alone with Hiro.
Slowly his small hand held the blackboard eraser, cleaning all the chalk scribbles on the board. He held his breath a little, because he didn't like the smell of chalk that often polluted the air, making him unable to resist sneezing.
Aito didn't want to look embarrassing just by cleaning the blackboard. Only his tall teacher before had really used the entire blackboard without leaving any. Including the top part full of notes.
He didn't think much, just the faster he finished, Aito wouldn't have to hang around with the others for long. He looked back where Hiro was sweeping the entire floor, they had worked hard together lifting all the chairs to be put on the table.
