Smiling a crooked smile, he pointed to the stairs, slowly walking so she could catch up. Holding onto his books, he remembered again that he needed his guitar. His locker, he'd notice, wasn't too far from hers. He quickly scurried towards his locker, messing with the lock.
As he pulled on it, it gave a satisfying click sound, revealing the objects hidden inside his locker. Grabbing his guitar, he flung it on his shoulder, letting it hang on his back like he usually had it. His skateboard laid against the back wall of the locker, begging for him to take it out and go for a spin.
Ignoring it, he closed the locker, walking towards Hana again.
"So...wanna have lunch later? I know a good place to chow down at," Dark said, smiling at her, hoping for a yes. Then again, his philosophy was to wait for the girl to willingly allow it, not force it upon her and make her nervous. So, acting upon his values, he was just going to wait and hope for a yes, accepting a no.