Orochimaru packed his things after a long day of school, stuffing folders into his black, snake-skin tote and locked the door behind him. It was good being back, but he definitely wasn't missing the migraines as he thought he would. Damn brats were so disagreeable these days. Even the cute ones. He immediately headed towards the chemistry lab, assuming that Kah-buto would either be there, or by the truck. Ah, driving the truck was nice, too. Just driving in general was nice.
He knocked on the slightly ajar door of the classroom, "Knock, knock."