Stolen Love? (Doukaza)

𝓐 𝓪𝓵𝓶𝓸𝓼𝓽 𝓻𝓮𝓰𝓾𝓵𝓪𝓻 𝓼𝓬𝓱𝓸𝓸𝓵 𝓭𝓪𝔂?

(AKAZA'S P. O. V.)

I was peacefully sleeping when it all began. I remember having the most wonderful dream, but it was interrupted by the sound of my alarm clock stating it was time to get ready for school.
I felt a little annoyed that my soothing dream had been so brutally interrupted but I brushed it off since it was already long gone by now. I reach for my phone that continues to ring rapidly as I check the time. As I gaze down at my screen I see it was 9:05.
I'm late! as I quickly hurried to get my ass out the door. I showered, changed, then I ate a small pack of yogurt for breakfast. On my way to school I couldn't help but think about what my teacher Mrs. Ewald would say to me? Would she be mad, upset, furious even?!, I thought to myself.
I finally approached the door to my classroom and slowly turned the knob. The whole class went silent. I looked away from everyone, focusing my attention on Mrs Ewald as she stared back at me showing her anger. In an irritating tone she asks, "Akaza Soyama, why are you late to my class?". "Apologies, Mrs. Ewald. My timer did not work properly so I slept in.", I replied. She sighed at me and told me I have detention after school, then told me to take my seat.
As I was walking down the aisle of desks people kept glancing at me almost as if I was a joke to them. What assholes, I thought as I glared back at some of them.
Class went on forever. It felt like I was stuck at my seat for years! Once the second bell rang I quickly headed out of the classroom pushing people beside me. I know it's pretty rude and unmannered to do such a thing but I really didn't care. Those jerks deserve it! After all, all they do is tease me for my pink hair and eyelashes but I can't help it! It's not my fault I was born with something so rare, almost impossible even.

I stored these thoughts in the back of my head as I walked down the hall towards my next class, Music.
I enjoyed music a lot actually. Singing, song-writing, and playing instruments are what kept me pleased most of the time. After all, my dream job is to become a Music Artist. I don't know where my passion for music came from but all I know is it started after my father has passed away.
My father was a loving man. He cooked, cleaned, and did anything he could to keep me alive. It's like some instinct he had after my mother became ill after my birth. I didn't realize my mother's disease was serious at all. I didn't even know what she looked like during the disease, but my father claims she reminded other's of a witch with the way her skin looked. Thankfully she's healed now which enlightens me.I head into the classroom to almost immediately realize the teacher is nowhere to be found. Huh? Where's our instructor? Is he running late, or not here today? I wondered. I decided to go sit down and wait for our teacher to arrive because what else could I do? A couple minutes later someone walks through the door but it wasn't my teacher. It was the president of our school, Douma.

(DOUMA'S P. O. V.)

I walk into Mr. Tayaki's classroom to see all of his students have already taken their seats. Wow what good students this teacher has! They are so well-behaved it joys me! I couldn't help but think.
I walk towards the teachers desk with all eyes on me. Considering the fact I'm cool with everyone I don't mind the excessive amount of stares! It makes me feel special anyway.
As I begin to speak to everyone about how their teacher is ill and won't be returning to school for a week or so. I couldn't help but continue my focus on this male who had such beautiful expressions. He had pink eyelashes and hair to come with it. He was pretty cute to be honest! Wait what? Am I complimenting this guy? No. This makes no sense. Gosh Douma keep it together! I thought.
I noticed the pinkette kept glancing at me throughout the class. Once we made eye contact I smiled at him, he didn't smile back. Instead, he just rolled his eyes and continued doing his work.

Heh, he's so adorable I'm interested! I want to get to know more about him! I thought to myself. Although, how can I get to know this cutie? Well, even though it's not allowed without reasoning I'm going to make him stay a little bit after class to speak with him!