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Tea

"What's that in your pocket, Sakakura?" His eyes stared at the paper.. or photograph of something peeking out one of Juzo's coat pocket. "Aah? This? Nothing. Just a scrap of paper I picked up. It's not important," Juzo dismissed as he shoved the paper back into his coat pocket.

"If it's not important, then why are you keeping it, Sakakura? Just throw it away. It won't do any good keeping trash like that." As he sighed and stared at the former Super High School Level Boxer, he took the teacup in his hands and sipped the warm tea in it, before shifting his gaze back to the window, oblivious of the intense stare Juzo sent him. No... not at him.. but at his lips, or his throat, or.. his whole being? Who knows.

Sakakura gulped nervously and averted his gaze away from Munakata and sighed exasperatedly, ruffling his own hair. What was that just now? Why did he stare at him? What happened? Juzo felt confused. It felt like something he had felt a long time ago, during his highschool days.
It felt warm, and made his heart race uncontrollably. He was afraid he's look weak so he had to look somewhere else, of course, anywhere but Munakata.

"Hey... Munakata. Where did Chisa go?" He asked out of the blue as the Super High School Level Student Council President recoiled back to his seat and stared back at him in wonder.
"Chisa? She's at the cafeteria with her friend, eating lunch." Juzo just stared at the ceiling and let out a hum.
"I see... I guess that's that, then. Don't you have a council meeting soon, Munakata? You shouldn't be late, as the president." The grey haired teen just chuckled and stood up from his seat in the classroom. "Thank you for reminding me. I will go now."

Munakata left Juzo alone, who stared at Munakata's half-full, half-empty cup. He held it in his hands and drank the remaining tea inside, flushing red soon after.

"An indirect kiss... huh..."