Teasingly Adorable ≈|- EiMiko School AU -|≈

(2) emotions

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(3RD PERSON POV) 

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The teacher finished writing on the chalkboard, underlining the answer to the last equation. Sighing, Miko placed her pencil down. 

"You're dismissed." The teacher firmly said, and the students got up from their chairs, creating a horrible SCREEEEEEEEECCCCHHHH!

Miko held her ears, and once everyone had left she got up too. She felt a tap on her shoulder - but she knew who it was. She spun around to find the one and only Gorou.

"So? How was it? Did you enjoy your first lesson? Do you think you did well? Have yo-!" Gorou was cut off by Miko putting her hand on his mouth. 

"Stop firing questions at me. The answer to all of them is probably no, anyway." She said, and Gorou swatted her hand away. "Urgh, I'm going to have to wash my hands now." She mumbled, wiping her hand on her uniform.

"Hmph, if you're going to be like that, so be it!" He growled, tail wagging to one side. Miko chuckled at his reaction, and they walked out of class.

On their way to the next class, Miko asked him about the girl she saw.

"Oh, Ei?" Gorou replied, looking at Miko. "She's, like, I guess you could say, the cold student." He sighed. "But, she's also the school council president, so she has a status to hold." He stretched, looking back at Miko. 

Miko had her hand to her chin, her ears down and droopy. "Well, if you say so.." She wondered who she was. She was curious. The girl- sorry, Ei, was probably on her way to the student council room. Though she deemed interesting..

"Earth to Miko? Earth. To. Miko!!??" She woke from her trance to find Gorou waving a hand aggressively in front of her face. Miko leaned back.

"You're lucky I'm still alive." She said, walking past Gorou into the class. Gorou was left, looking at her as she walked in.

What was she thinking about?

(TIME SKIP! THEIR SECOND CLASS HAS ENDED)

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As Miko watched the teacher silently, she heard something behind her.

"Uuuuggghhhh...." someone groaned, their voice low and hazy. Miko, curious, looked behind her to find a muscular boy, who had ivory, pearly hair that was low and shaggy. He had horns, too, that were red and pointy, and he had his head in his arms, lying on his desk. They were both near the back of the class, so the teacher couldn't exactly see them.

He caught Miko looking at him and his head darted up. His deep, orange eyes stared at her, showing several different emotions all at once. He finally spoke up as Miko turned back around.

"Hey, no! Don't turn back roun—" He whispered, fairly loudly, reaching to Miko and holding her by the shoulder. She spun back round, sending him a piercing gaze. He moved back, visibly intimidated by her face. "I, ahem.." The boy murmured, looking back down at his paper.

"What is it? Do you need something?" Miko sighed, putting her pencil down. She reached over and snatched his paper, reading it with a.. 'disappointing' look on her face. She sighed again, this time even heavier. "You haven't even started.. we're a quarter way through." She handed back the paper, giving the boy a pencil, too. He nodded, thankful, and began writing down everything remaining on the board.