𝐌𝐚𝐤𝐨𝐭𝐨 𝐅𝐮𝐤𝐮𝐝𝐚, the school's princess and honour student, had never messed up in front of others. She was always Ms. Perfect and everyone loved her, maybe not all but you know what I mean.
Rui felt curious and allured to her, as if she w...
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"An experiment? What kind of experiment?" Makoto asks, tilting her head while walking up the stairs.
"I direct the shows at Wonder Stage so I want to test something out before I use it." Rui smiles innocently. "Why do I suddenly feel intimidated?" Makoto thinks.
"Oh, alright. As long as it's safe." Makoto shrugs it off and smiles. Rui says, "Of course, why wouldn't it be? Fufu."
Makoto slid open the door. She sat next to her seatmate and said, "Hey Misaki! Did you understand the review I made?"
"Good morning Makoto-chan, the review was great! The way you teach it is more simpler." Misaki says, smiling. "Ah, thats good." Makoto replies. The chatter keeps going on until the teacher arrives.
"Today, we will be arranging seats because some of you guys cannot handle wherever you're sitting right now." the teacher says, frustration slipping through his teeth. The chalk in his hand meets the board and he draws the layout of the seats.
The sound of desk legs dragging onto the floor fills the room and the chatter begins. "This requires silence and lift up your desks guys!" the teacher yells.
"Ah."
"Ah."
Makoto was right next to Rui's right side, "How amusing, hehe. I'm always next to you now, hm?" Rui jokes.
Makoto smiles, "Well, it's not a bad thing."
Rui stops smiling for a moment and stares at her, does she have to look so.. good?
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"Woah, this is so cool!" Makoto turns to see the skirt that she was wearing.
According to Rui, it was supposed to have wings at the shoulder blades like a butterfly. And now they're both on the roof with a bunch of random stuff that Rui unnecessarily brought.
"Now the wings should spring out," he presses a button on a controller. Small pretty pink wings come out at the back, "Oh wow! That was so cool!" Makoto squeels.
"And this skirt is so prettyyy!" Makoto checks herself from her skirt. "Fufu, I didn't design it. I'll pass on the message to them." Rui smiles.
"Eeh, how am I supposed to take this off now?" Makoto slouches and grits her teeth, pulling on the tight skirt.
"Don't start stripping here." Rui furrows his eyebrows and smiles uncomfortably. "Oh that's alright, I wasn't planning to." she says.
"Here." he goes behind her and holds up her hair. He unbuttons the buttons from the back, "There you go."
"Phew, whoever is gonna wear that will not be able to breathe." Makoto straightens her back and cracks it in several places.
"Go change and then go back to class." Rui says, grabbing all of his toolboxes.
"Uh, are you sure you don't want help..?"Makoto stares at his arms and then the boxes. "I'll change quickly..."
"Oh, really? That'd be a huge help." Rui smiles.
Makoto rushed down the stairs to go to the girls' bathroom, until she heard someone call her name in 2-A.
"Yes?" she says. "What are you wearing? Hehe, it's so cute." someone asks, giggling. "Hm? It's a costume that Kamishiro-san made for me. It's pretty, right?" she smiles, showing it off.
"Kamishiro?" they ask. Makoto nods, "Why?.."
"Uh, nothing. It's just that I heard from his junior high classmates say that he was a total weirdo! And I can totally see it. They said that he did weird experiments. Oh god, don't tell me he did it with you too..." they blabbered out.
"Huh?.." Makoto smiles dumbfounded, "Weird? He's not weird at all, just curious."
So, I guess she is a really honest person. Rui thought, standing outside of the classroom door of 2-A
— Makoto Fukuda fact!
Makoto uses honourifics mostly for peers in her year or older, but tends to not with juniors because she likes to talk with younger people than people her age or older.
