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<< CALIBRATING... >>Ms. Kanroji sits us down, stating that today would mainly be a work period for our projects. And at first I'm like, "oh okay, that's fine", but that's when I realize that I really fucked up during gym class.
How the fuck do I face Muichiro after that one? Hey, Muichiro, sorry for saying you taste sweet. Is it even possible to recover from that? Kill me now. End this madness.
See, Mui has this sort of flow with his flirting. He knows when to stop or when to continue, and he knows how to act really fucking innocent while doing it. However, I don't have that skill. So, does that mean I just perish while I can?
I hear the sounds of a chair being pulled up next to me, and I look up to see Mui. I didn't even think of a backup plan in the entire time I spent thinking. Is it too late to transfer schools?
He rests his head in his palm, looking over at me. His eyes were half-lidded, and his face was blank. "Why are you looking at me like that?" I ask.
He sheugs. "I think you can add something to your notes." I cock my head to the side, waiting for him to add on. "You can add that I taste sweet."
Fuck. Fuck. Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck. I was really hoping that he could let go of that. Trying to hide my reddened face, I look back at my computer. "I never said that you taste sweet..." I mumble.
"Wanna find out?"
Bye. Good night. What the actual fuck. I think he's onto me. Does he know? Why is he suddenly flirting with me like how he flirts over text? I gotta make a recovery.
"I'll think about it." Y/N, you damn idiot. You had one job. One! How the flying fuck did I screw this up?!
Ms. Kanroji strolls up to our desks, happily looking at us. "How's your project going?"
"We're finishing up notes on each other." Muichiro instantly responds.
The pink-haired woman nods, before leaning in to whisper. "Also, I heard you two were dating. I saw the photos on KNYGram! Is it true?!"
Out of all teachers. All of them. Ms. Kanroji. The one teacher that is the most open about her love life. "No! Muichiro was just letting me rest." Muichiro nods in agreement.
Our teacher sighs. "How unfortunate. You two would make such a cute couple! Please consider it, okay?" Is this even legal? Is she allowed to do this, legally?
"So, uh, we have all the notes now. Should we start writing?" I ask him.
He opens his computer and looks back at me. "Duh. What else would we do?"
So, I write. Writing about Muichiro is easy as fuck, I could rant about him for days. This project is the easiest A ever. Not sure about Mui, though. He hasn't typed shit for the past few minutes.
In the corner of my eye, I see another girl approaching our table. Instantly, I don't fuck with her. She looks mean. That doesn't stop her from approaching Muichiro.
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