The intense gaze given to Chaelin hadn't differed, even when this supposed "Faerydae." Came alone. Of course, the stare only lasted a few seconds before Daiyu finally turned her head towards Faerydae.. Gosh, why're people so interested in me today? She thought to herself calmly, before finally opening her mouth to speak. "Hello, uh.. Faerydae.. Yeah, it's not a problem. I'm not too keen on the idea of childish fights." She shrugged her shoulders just a bit, the small, ghost smile that had almost reached her lips had finally faded.
She, herself stood up, and it seemed as if she were the smallest of the group. Small, and very feisty. Honestly, if anyone had wanted to start a fight, she'd most likely win. "I'm Daiyu, as I'm sure you've heard when I told.. Chaelin. Anyways, I'd like to get back to listening to music, if you'd please." She spoke calmly, trying to be a bit nice.
Plopping back down onto the chair, midnight blue eyes stared out the window as music blared into her ears. She hadn't taken out one of her earphones, but the other one had been left discarded due to people seemingly taken interest in her today. She grabbed the small necklace, the chain black and the rim of the small circle-like figure so they could camouflage with her close. Daiyu opened the small closed case, a ticking could be heard now, but only she could hear it. It was a silent ticking, and it was time for her to track every scenario that had just happened. Every day, every night, the same thing. Time intrigued her, and she always knew that recording time was her calling, although boxing was too. Because of her 'Special' heritage, which only happens almost ten decades apart, not very many of her family members knew of it. Even if Daiyu's family knew, they didn't have a name for it. Her second aunt called her Time because of her desire for the Ticks and the numbers.
Class seemed to go on forever though, and it wasn't even all that fun. Sadly.