The sun seemed to be just over the horizon through the window, the light shining into her eyes, making her cringe. Sooner or later, she was going to need glasses, she knew it. She tucked loose pieces of hair behind her hair, shielding her eyes from the sun’s harmful rays and looked up at the clock on the wall. It was only 4:30, why was the sun going down?

Kurenai looked back down at all the loose papers. What had she been doing? Sorting out paperwork for students who had registered for a dorm. Of course, some of it was blank, since she had not paid much mind to the papers, but instead picked up a few books and read through them within the four and a half hours she was already there for.

Her hands trailed in her hair, almost pulling it, “Ugh...” Had she not meant to get the papers sorted from filled to empty ones?

"What's the matter, Kurenai?" Levana asked, after seeing her the library for a couple of hours. She sat herself down across from her and leaned her chin of her hand, her brows raised in curiousity.

She sighed, brushing some hair from her face before nearly jumping from her seat, looking up and blinking some. Having drifted off in her own thoughts and such, she must have missed something as simple and obvious as someone sitting across from her! Which brought up a very good question:

“How long have you been there?” Blinking once more, she shuffled some of the papers aside, attempting to sort out blank papers from the, well, not blank ones.

Levana leaned back in her chair and chuckled. "Only a few minutes." She said, shaking her head in amusement. "And I believe someone needs a brake from her work, Hm." Levana said, raising an eyebrow.

She laughed slightly, lifting her arm as she scratched the back of her head, "Actually, I only just offically started." She said with a nervous grin. It was true, she had been dozing off for hours in this library and only just realized there was paper work in front of her, but that work was merely stared at for a while like it was some foreign creature's bones on display.

Levana shook her head slowly. "Dozing off or doing papers." She said with a slight chuckle. "This shouldn't be too hard. Expecaly for you." Levana said, eyeing the papers herself, smirking a little. She then sighed. "If you ever need help, you can always ask me. Even though I am the libaraian." She said, raising an eyebrow.

Kurenai lifted an arm to scratch the back of her head, “Eh, my brain’s just not working right, I guess I just didn’t get that much sleep the other night.” Her hand fled to the papers in one of the stacks, her eyes travelling the handwriting on it. Her brows furrowing, noting that she could not read it very well.

“Who has this messy handwriting?” She mumbled out loud, staring at it in bewilderment.

luna walked in and then looked at Kurenai and said " i need to talk to you Kurenai " and smiled as something imporant to talk to her about.

Levana looked up at Luna and smiled. "What could it ever be." She sighed out playfully, smirking again, crossing her arms.

" i need to know if you have seen hasa beacuse i have tell him something as well he alot paperwork to do " luna said

Kurenai looked up at the girl, brows raising slightly as her head tilted to the side slightly, “Okay, what is it, Luna?” Legs crossing, full attention on the girl for this important matter. “Hasa... Hasa... Don’t think I have seen him, actually. Not recently, at least.”

" ok thanks anyway , now have to go looking around whole school for that stupid idiot" luna said and walked out and went to look for him

She blinked a moment, shuffling the papers for a moment before staring blankly at a different sheet. Wasn't that one of Asuma's dorm boys? The handwritting was chopped up and it seemed rather like... "I couldn't care less because I'm going to go play in the mud soon." kind of writting. She figured male. So how did it end up with her papers?

"um. excuse me.levana, Can you tell me where I might find something over the clans in each village?" Amaya asked before seeing all the papers on the desk behind her. "do you need some help, Ma'am."

She had been sighing every so often, a finger resting on the stack of papers she had lying on the table. She felt her eyes crossing slowly before lifting her head off of her hand, blinking rapidly. "Uhm, uhm." She felt her face fluster. How long had she spaced out? "Uhm no, I'm good."