"That’s good. I’ll be hoping to see you more in class, then." Jean took his hand suddenly and shook it, this time smiling brightly. "I hope we can get to know each other better, Mazi." Then she walked on to class without saying anything more.
He nodded and returned the shake quickly. She was hoping to see him more in class? That made him blush slightly. “Yeah, you too Jean.” He said walking to class himself. Couldn’t afford to stand around and be late to class, especially with teachers like these.
Jean sat down in her assigned seat quietly, keeping an eye on Mazi as he entered after her. He’s an interesting boy. I wonder where it will lead him. Jean waved at him to sit next to her, and smiled lightly.
"Good, then I’ll call you Izaya." Jean gave him a smile before turning to her newly arrived glass of wine. She sipped it slowly, allowing herself to steal a glance at Izaya before sighing.
"I’ve never been to a city like this. Tell me, what is there to do here?" What keeps you here, Izaya?
Stretching and making a small ‘ah’ noise, he took out his cell phone, quickly texting someone before putting it away, focusing his attention back to Jean.
"Hm? What do I do? Oh I just wander, work, enjoy the people in Ikebukuro."
He looked at his alcohol. Be a shame if it went to waste. He picked it up and swirled it around before taking another tiny sip. “There’s plenty to do in a city such as Ikebukuro. So it keeps people here.”
"I see. Ikebukuro must be a good place to live, then." Jean twisted her torso so that her upper half was facing Izaya but her legs were still positioned carefully. "Would you say this place swallows people up? I’ve heard the city can do such things." Jean paused to take a small sip of her wine. "Has it swallowed you?"