Jacob stood in the corner next to a row of lockers, in a pair of tight jeans, a worn brown leather aviator jacket, and some old tennis shoes. He watched the unfortunate newcomer get pounced by Kodachi, and shook his head, "Every time it happens. Heh, this is getting entertaining." The husky sighed as he picked up his loaded backpack, hit the row of lockers causing his to open, and begins stuffing various unneeded supplies his mother loaded him down with.