((A bit yes~ What grade would you like them to be in ;v; ImsorryIassumedyouwantedhighschool))
Koishi's pink eyes moved over to look at Masashi, pulling the cigarette from her lips with one hand, holding an umbrella with the other, even though it was as dry as a bone outside. "Hm? Oh, let's go, we're gonna be late." She said, putting the cigarette back into her mouth and grabbing his wrist.