Who: Light, Dynamo
When: Right after the math class on October 18th (backdating lulz).
Where: ... right outside the math classroom! =D
What: Watch Light be helpful and Dynamo be new and needing to be shown around.
The bell rang, and in a flurry of scraping chairs and swelling chatter, math class ended. Light tucked his books into his bag, snapping a rubber band around his pens and pencils and putting them in as well. Slinging it over his shoulder, and carefully pushing in his chair so that it didn't squeal against the floor, headed out of the classroom after the other students. The class had, despite his carefully cultivated air of intentness, been boring. Light had already mastered what was being taught last summer.
Outside of the door to class, Light halted, and leaned back against the wall. He was mildly intrigued by this Dy person, but only mildly -- in any case, he had honestly had nothing better to do than to show a new person around the school.
Besides, the acquaintanceship just might be one worth pursuing. Light thought that was a rather unlikely possibility, but the chance was always there. Regardless, having connections was always a good thing, as was gauging the new arrivals.
So he waited.