Kamiya stopped short, having almost run into another pair of first year students who had decided to stop in the middle of the hallway to rehearse like a couple of fucking morons, oblivious to the stream of students parting around them as they ran through lines. Fucking seriously? “Don’t just stand there in the middle of the hallway,” Kamiya snapped. Didn’t they have a training room somewhere?! “Oh, sorry!!” The tall one yelped. Tall, but nowhere near as tall as Chui-san. And obviously a hell of a lot stupider and louder. Kamiya winced. Taking up the whole hallway and being that loud? He would almost feel sorry for the class this jerk was in, if he had the energy to give a shit. “Jeez, you’re loud. Can’t you adjust your volume or something?” The tall loud one made some sort of whimper of protest and Kakuto chuckled. “Utsuri, don’t get in the way of their practice. They’re trying their hardest. Heh heh…” Kamiya was about to point out that maybe they shouldn’t be practicing in the damn hallway, because in fact they are the ones that are getting in the way, when the loud one spoke again. “Kamiya and Momonashi… You were the double Al Jeannes for the newcomer's performance.” Kamiya looked at him with mild surprise. Well, maybe people make a point to remember your name when you’re one of Amber’s Al Jeannes. One of Amber’s Al Jeannes who had lost them the gold class award for the first time in a year. Why'd he have to bring up that instead of the clearly awesome homecoming performance? Asshole. Rage and embarrassment throbbed through Kamiya’s chest, but he stood a little straighter and lifted his chin. He wasn’t going to show weakness that would give this idiot any opening to mock him. He knew how to handle guys like this. “Yeah. And what about you?” Kamiya asked forcefully, turning the question back on the other guy. “You get kicked out into the hallway because you’re so loud?”