A heart on a blackboard.

◦Lately◦

After all the shenanigans that have been happening after Nene moved to work at this school, She thinks that she fits in quite okay- ly. But what she has not been liking about everything was the things she had to do to fit in or stay in.

"Good morning class, Is everyone here?"

"Sit down!"

"Can you read this line please on page-"

"Do you have something to share with the class?-"

"What's the name and function of this part?-"

She also remembers her plain class routine and is not a big fan of how dull it all is, Like God, She hates how dead her class seems. So she thought today she would make it seem a bit lively without having to pay the consequences.

"Class? We have a project today"
The entire room dropped quiet, A few student breathing, And a few nervous.

"Were going to exchange numbers, I'll have you partnered up with the opposite gender, Then you have to write down all that has happened over one week down then you'll have to send it to me, If it seems boring and too much then.." The teacher stood up from her desk and made a pie chart on the board.

She colored a big part red, A small part pink and a medium part orange. Then putting a percent on each part of the pie chart, The red one 70, The pink one 10 then the orange slice 20. The writing in the title 'Full grade' uptop the pie chart.

"The red part is projects where i give out myself and not the school"
She pointed the red part then slid it to the orange slice.

"Then this part is the project where the school do give out."
Then slid it on the pink.

"This is just essays, Little pop quizzes and yata yata yata-"

The whole class looked at the chart, A few quite confused, Then some where taking out their phones and already are writing their numbers down, And some were just sad at what just happened.

"Miss my here is my number!"

"Same here!"

"I wonder who'll I'll get~"

"This is such a exciting project~!"

"What do we even get out of this?!"

"Who cares? Its 70 percent of out whole grade!"

She smiled happily at what she sees and asks a peculiar student over.

"Yugi! Come here please!"

He looked up to his adviser, Seeing her smile like that made him nervous, It brought him a bit of- Okay so he remembers where that smile was from, He placed his head back on the table and ignored her call and all the ruckus that was every where.

 "Yugi!"

"Yugi?"

The call of his name was now closer ad it freaked him out wayy to much so what comes next is-

"Ahh i see~"
Sumire was checking up on her dear co-workers chin and Aoi was here to see the accident escalate. The taller curly haired woman was holding a damp cloth up on the radish's chin and looking for something that was definitely out of her reach.