By day, one is the misfit student, a bad boy with a penchant for rebellion who drives his professors to the brink. By night, he's a high-octane adrenaline junkie, living for the thrill of the race and the freedom it affords him. His disdain for rule...
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The canteen was beginning to empty out as the late afternoon sun cast a warm glow through the windows, bathing the space in a golden light.
Fourth and Chokun were still deeply engrossed in their study session, their textbooks open and notes scattered across the table.
Nani, ever the captivating presence, leaned in close, his charm evident in the way he explained the intricacies of market analysis.
His voice was smooth and engaging, deliberately close to Fourth's ear, and his casual touches as he pointed out key points were making Fourth's cheeks flush with an endearing blush.
Nani's playful tone cut through the academic concentration, So, Fourth, Chokun, I heard you have a football match this evening against the other university. How are you feeling about it ? Any strategies I should know about ?
Fourth looked up from his notes, momentarily distracted from the complexities of market analysis. Oh, yeah ! We're pretty excited. It's going to be a tough game, but we're ready. We've been practicing hard.
Chokun, who had been trying to focus on his work, shot Nani a wary glance. We've got a solid plan in place. Just hoping everything goes smoothly.
Nani's eyes gleamed with interest as he leaned back, his body language relaxed yet intentionally engaging. I'm sure you'll do great. Just make sure to have some fun out there. And if you need any last-minute advice, you know where to find me.
Just then, the canteen door creaked open, and Pahn and Prim walked in, their eyes scanning the room for a familiar table.
As they spotted Fourth and Chokun, a mix of relief and annoyance crossed Prim's face when she noticed Nani's presence.
She let out an exaggerated sigh and slowed her pace, her frustration barely concealed.
Prim nudged Pahn and muttered under her breath, Ugh, not again. Look at Nani, all over Fourth. I'm so tired of him flirting with him. It's like he's deliberately trying to mess up my plans to ship Gemini and Fourth.
Pahn, trying to hold back a chuckle, replied quietly, Yeah, Nani's pretty relentless. But you know, it's not just about Gemini and Fourth. Nani's just playing his games. Maybe it's time to come up with a new strategy.
Prim's eyes followed Nani's animated gestures as he continued to lean in close to Fourth, her irritation growing.
It's so frustrating! Every time I think we might get somewhere with Gemini and Fourth, Nani shows up and starts making things complicated. I swear, if he doesn't back off, I might just have to do something drastic.
As Pahn and Prim approached the table, Prim's annoyance was evident in her stiff posture. She cleared her throat loudly to draw attention. Hey, Fourth ! Chokun ! Mind if we join you ?
