Seth, unlike Saya, didn't have a free period right now. He just didn't feel like attending the class. Math was such a bore, a majority of his class didn't understand things quickly, so they spent two or three days on the same thing. Seth understood most of it first time around, used to picking up on things quickly, and so he grew bored by the second day of the same thing. He skipped so often the teacher had grown used to it. "As long as you keep your grades up Seth I won't report you." He'd said one day after class. With permission to skip Seth found himself starting to wander home, his black book bag hanging over one shoulder as he passed by the gym.

He was dressed a mixture of formal and casual. His pants were from a deep maroon suit, but the belt looked like braided rope. His t-shirt was khaki colored and form-fitting to his body. Over the t-shirt he worn the matching suit jacket to his pants. Around his neck was a maroon and black tie, hanging loose around his neck.

As he passed by the gym he thought he heard noises, and so he peeked in, curiously watching as Saya danced around. She appeared absorbed in her dance, so he slipped in quitely and tip toed his way to the CD player and sat down on the floor beside it, resting his book bag on the other side of him and resting his arms across his knees.

He felt slightly stalkerish as he sat there watching her dance, unsure if she knew he was there or not. But it's all in good fun. He assured himself inside of his head. He meant no harm to anyone by watching her, he just though that she was good and deserved an audience, at least an audience of one. His eyes danced around with her as she moved, a small smile on his face, having just as much fun as she was. His fingers curled around the fabric of his suit pants, his body relaxed while the song changed.

When she noticed him he tensed up just a bit, not sure what her reaction would be. Seeing however that she either didn't mind, or would wait to confront him about it until later, he relaxed again and let her finish up. He stood up as she walked over, a smile on his face. "I'm Seth." He introduced himself in reply. "Not bad dancing." He added on quickly with a small nod on his head.

"I suppose I can dance, I haven't tried in sometime though." He said in an unsure voice, scratching the back of his head and shrugging his shoulders. "I'm nowhere as good as you though so don't ask me to try, I don't wanna embarass you." He said playfully with a small grin, setting his hand back down near his side. Claiming that he could dance was a vague claim, everyone can dance in someway, doesn't mean that they're any good at it.

"Um actually..." He said quickly as she asked about his free period. "I'm skipping my math class, we've been covering the same thing for two days and I'm kinda sick of wasting my time." It certainly sounded like a good reason in his head, but when he said it out loud he wasn't so sure anymore. However, something told him that she probably wouldn't care much..

Seth shrugged at her first comment. He'd never been much of a clubber, coupled with the fact he was rarely anywhere long enough to even find the clubs, let alone go to one, left him lacking in club visits. Even then, he didn't picture himself as the guy to do to clubs just to dance, maybe if a girl wanted to go... just maybe. Otherwise, any dance experience came from the few school dances he'd attended in his lifetime, and dancing in the rain.

He gave a firm nod and a roll of his eyes as she mentioned 'slow classmates' "You have no idea..." He mumbled quitely, mostly to himself. Forget the saying 'there are no stupid questions...' his math class could prove that wrong. More like 'there's a fool born every minute', or 'I'm surronded by idiots.' "I'm in Calc too." He answered her question calmly, listening then as she spoke more, nodding his agreement. "I completely agree. And so does the teacher, he's promised to let me skip if I keep my grades up... so maybe I'll get to see you dance more in the future." He grinned.