[Flustered, Makoto just sort of rolls with that, letting him pull her into that private room to escape the teacher and the class. Once the door shuts, she leans back into it, arms crossed, breathing out finally.]
We...yeah. You're right. We are surrounded by so much crap. It's fine though.
[Looking back over her shoulder at the door like the teacher's going to follow, she pushes off and walks over towards a big hotel-style armchair and drops into it with a thump.]
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We...yeah. You're right. We are surrounded by so much crap. It's fine though.
[Looking back over her shoulder at the door like the teacher's going to follow, she pushes off and walks over towards a big hotel-style armchair and drops into it with a thump.]
I'm Makoto, by the way.