Kirito x Asuna

K.F.C. Stands for Kirito Fan Club!! Not Kentucky Fried Chicken!!

~Akemi P.O.V.~
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"Hey...!" A distorted voice barely reached my ears like it was a few meters deep underwater.

A...dream?

"Hey!" The voice said again, but with more
Vigor, snapping me out of my daze. I jumped, making the table I was sitting at shake.

"Ah!" I said, surprised by the sudden assault. At the same time, I realized where I was spacing out. The school cafeteria. But that wasn't what I was embarrassed about. A group of girls were standing in front of me snickering.

They're probably the ones who were trying to call me, and laughed because I was in such a daze, but I didn't even know they were standing there.

But before I could react-

"So! this is the new transfer student I've been hearing so much about!" A blonde-haired girl said in an obnoxiously loud voice even though we were less than a couple of feet away.

I slowly looked up, scared that maybe it was Kazuto's lover that I met earlier today, but immediantly erased that thought when I remembered her soothing voice in my memory that seemed impossible for such severe tone and obnoxiousness, compared to this voice.

My eyes slowly swept up the girl's physique in a couple of seconds, but inspected her thoroughly as I continued to reach her face. Her legs were long and thin, with her skirt revealing about 80% of her lightly colored thighs. She wore the brightly colored uniform that everyone had to wear, but hers was ruffled at the collar, her shirt was buttoned down to reveal some cleavage, and her skirt was much higher than the other girls I've met today. Just by looking at her revealing body, I could tell what kind of girl she was.

When I finally reached her face after my feeling of disgust had just kicked in, I felt like I wasn't at school, but at the very bottom of hell after I saw what lay above her skinny shoulders. That rude, provocative voice belonged to a face that was even scarier-if that was even possible as I unconsciously leaned back because of fear.

Her sharply pointed nose stuck out from her face, giving her a snobby aura-which she probably was- below the nose was a set of pink-colored lips that were nicely set between her chin and forehead, giving her a sense of authority. Her cheekbones were noticeably visible, with a hint of blush on them, like an evil empress showing her enemies her power with just those high cheekbones. But what frightened me the most, was those pair of ice blue eyes narrowing their gaze at me, threatening to tell everyone my deepest secrets.

"Hey! Listen to me when I'm talking to you! New girl!" The blonde hair girl said slamming both of her hands into the empty table I was sitting at.

Great...alone and defenseless, the perks of being a loner at school.

"Ah!...uhmm...what?" I exclaimed, then tried to keep my cool by asking why she was harassing me.

"'What?', you know exactly what!" She yelled, The two girls behind her nodded in sync while crossing their arms stubbornly.

"N-no.." I started, but suddenly got cut off by the leader of the snobs slamming her palms onto the top of my secluded wooden lunch table yet again.

"Listen newbie, I'm president of the KFC, and if you don't want to die--"

"Wait, wait, just hold up, haha, did you just say you're president of KFC?" I asked trying hard to stifle my laughter, totally forgetting that she was verbally harassing me just a few seconds ago. "Like the KFC? The place that sells chicken and stuff like that?" I continued, trying really hard not to die from choking on my laughter.