Ahahas. I have no idea which class Retif would go to, and sure, you can follow Ken. xD))
The demon got up, grabbing his bag and walking out of the classroom. Retif followed after, but stayed behind. He knew Ken's habits when he walked out of a class with him. He saw the damned sorcerer smirk as he turned a corner, and he replied with his own, ugly smirk. He moved to loiter around a certain corner outside the school, eyes following different people. Maybe he should skip a class, just for now.
Ken snorted as he watched Retif, but focussed on walking towards his favorite class. He had half mind to tattle on the ghost, but figured he shouldn't. While he walked, he called to his magic, feeling its familiar touch in him soon enough. He smiled slightly, making the blue and red tendrils of magic form a imaginary, see-through cobra in front of him. It hissed much like a real snake, and he chuckled slightly.