Izumi's POV
I sat in my seat and gave my focus and attention to the teacher and her instant blabbing. It was idiotic, at least I think. That she was discussing color!
"Today we will be learning about shades and why it is important to make sure you have the right shade of color..." Our teacher, Ms. Auborne droned on.
Writing on the whiteboard as she went.
SHADES:
- Light
- Dark
- Warm
The list on the board stood out the most among the other ridiculous writing of famous authors on the sides, as the color was a bright green and the rest of the writing was in a boring black.
The class finished and the next class I had was music. I picked up my bag and ran to the music room. Running is indeed unladylike but I could care less really (this is so me irl right there. Add in with earbuds and running around with my phone in my pocket the music running 😂😂😂).
I had entered through the door, looking like I was simply walking. My expression was calm and there were no signs of me being tired from running such a great distance. Yet sadly, as soon as I tripped on nothing more but the yarn coming out of a student's backpack.
I closed my eyes and waited to feel the impact between myself and the fluffy, carpeted ground. But it never came. Instead I felt strong arms wrap around my body and many students 'awwww'ing. And I could feel multiple pairs of eyes glaring holes through my back, enough to see my soul.
I opened my eyes very slowly to find that Acteur had caught me before I fell. Wow. What a gentleman. Probably trying to win my heart. Puh lease. Like he's capable of doing that. Ridiculous even. Winning a spot in my heart is as hard as it is for a single ant to be able to carry an entire pumpkin!
I sighed, unwrapped myself from his strong hold, and dusted myself off.
I looked at him, muttered a "thank you for saving me from a 2 feet fall. I appreciate it..."
Of course I muttered a 'Not really, jk jk' under my breath as I walked off to find my seat.
I placed my backpack behind my desk and dusted my skirt and made sure it was straight. I did the same exact thing with my shirt. I pulled my socks a little bit higher, and untied my shoes to retie them, making the shoes tighten around my feet.
I scooted myself in my seat, properly tucked in, and placed my hands on my desk. My back straight. I looked like a proper lady for goodness sake! I only did this to maintain my image. I was a popular artist, I wasn't going to lose my popularity because of poor posture!
A girl, wearing a shorter skirt, too short of s skirt went up to my desk. She stuck out her butt like some kind of actress and placed her hands on my desk. A wicked smile on her face, her eyes showing nothing but anger.
"Listen here Izumi. You may be the most popular kid in school, you may be what the guy would want the most in his high school life. But that gives you no right to take my William away from me! I saw that you know! Fake tripping to get his attention... If you do another thing to catch his attention again, you will regret it for the rest of your life!" She growled into my ear.
Did she just threaten me? No way Jose! I don't care about what she can do to me. Does she even know what I can do to her? I thought so~!
She doesn't.
She gave off a happy smile and trying to make herself seem as innocent as possible.
"Have a good day Izumi~! Thanks for the advice, appreciate it." She skipped back to her desk near the front where she turned around and sent me a quick glare before acting like nothing ever happened.
Wow... Wow... bipolar much? This woman had got to learn her manners. For goodness sake, I don't like him! I barely even knew his name!
