"Makoto! Breakfast is ready!"
"Okay, I'll be down in a mi-" I try to reply but too tired to finish.
"Makoto if you don't get up, you'll miss breakfast! Oh and when you come down wake up Yuuki!" My mom replies cheerfully. She's always been really cheerful and kind, sometimes it makes me feel lucky. *Knock knock*
"Yoshino wak-wake up." I say trying my hardest to finish.
As we finish breakfast, we say our goodbyes and head out on our way to school.
"Hey Makoto, Yuuki!"
"Oh it's you again." I reply in my usual mean but playful tone.
"You shut your face!" Yoshino replies pointing at me. "You don't have to be so mean to her!"
This is Yuasa, Sakura. Another student that goes to the same school as we do. She's been a friend of ours for a few years now. She is 15 years old. She is 5, 6 with cherry blossom pink hair and hot pink eyes. Pretty cute if you ask me.
"Oh no... it's alright! Really, I don't mind it at all!" She replies in her cute voice.
"You don't have to be so nice to him all the time you know."
Oh right, I forgot to introduce myself properly. My name is Fukazawa, Makoto. I am third year at our school. I am 16. I am 5, 8.5 with shaggy black hair and black eyes. And my Sister is Fukazawa, Yoshino. She is 15 (and a half). She is 5, 5 with long blue hair, and sky-blue eyes.
Well now that the introductions are out of the way let's continue the story shall we?
We continue to school.
"Hey Makoto!" Oh yeah right... I forgot to mention... her.
This is Yami, Kaede. She is 16. She is 5, 7 with long red hair covering one eye with baby blue eyes. (Oh and did I forget to mention she is obsessed with me?) Grabbing onto my arm before I could say anything.
"Oh uhh... hey Kaede."
"Hey! What's with the boring attitude? Especially to your future wife! Hmm?!" Oh no, here she goes again with that.
As Kaede keeps rubbing her breasts up to my arm, Yoshino and Sakura walk off talking about whatever. Is there no end to this punishment that Kaede is "torturing" me with? (Well as a man, I am in a good spot, but this is someone I socialize with, not some hooker you pick up off the streets)
