Target Is Locked

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Summary :

Tsukiyomi Ikuto, a popular playboy, has kissed and seduced every girl in his high school. Every girl is practically under his feet. The new girl, Hinamori Amu, has no interest in him. She actually thinks of him as a pest. She became his new target. When he hands her chocolates in front of everyone kneeling down, expecting her to jump into his hands and become one of those other slaves of him. Instead, she takes it and dumps it on him. He has seen no girl do that to him before, but he is still determined to make her fall under his feet. Three problems. First, her five dormates are the high school's hottest boys, including Tsukiyomi Ikuto. They are in the group called 'Starstruckk Boys', the popularest group in all of Seiyo High. Second, is Hinamori Amu hates Tsukiyomi Ikuto. And third, he can't fall for her. And what's this bet? What will he do to make her crack?

...:: Normal POV ::…

"Who's the new target, nya?" A sixteen year old boy with duke blue hair and cat-like, lemon eyes leaned back on the chair, balancing on the two back legs of it. Then he put both his hands behind his head, intertwining his fingers together while placing his right leg over his left leg on the desk in front of him.

"Didn't see one yet." A seventeen year old boy with Prussian blue hair and memorizing, luring, sapphire eyes responded, while lazily waving his slightly tanned, pale skinned right hand in the air to the cat-like boy in front of him. He then leaned forward, positioning his left elbow on the wooden desk, descending his chin onto his cupping palm, letting out a fatigued sigh.

"You didn't have to dump the last one, ya know." Yet another seventeen year old boy stated. His messy, sienna hair fell onto his lime green colored eyes. He put his right hand's pointer finger below his nose and rubbed left to right. Under his left foot was a black and white soccer ball. He was holding it in place so it wouldn't roll away.

"She would have been a keeper." Sighed a long, Persian indigo haired teen who appeared to be seventeen also. His bangs were right above his ochre eyes. He noticed some of his silky hair was dropping onto his face. He took his pointer finger and his middle finger from his left hand and brushed it away, making his view much clearer.

"Maybe." A fifteen year old boy shrugged. His maize dyed hair and ruby filled eyes created harmony with each other. His voice was as angelic as ever. Anyone who came in contact with him would surely go to heaven.

"Precisely." A fern green haired, fifteen year old spoke. His cornflower blue eyes were still visible and still blue as ever when his see-through glasses were put on. He acknowledged his pale glasses fell forward, sliding down his nose. He set his middle finger of his left hand on the nose bridge of the glasses and then pushed upwards, causing it to stay firmly at place where it should be.

Another sixteen year old boy with mauve hair and Brandeis blue eyes just nodded with his hands crossed against his chest. He had a kingly figure.

The teen with the alluring, piercing, blue eyes and the raven blue hair, just smirked. "When did I, Tsukiyomi Ikuto, have keepers?" He inquired knavishly.

That's right. That was him, the hottest of what seemed like the whole school.

Tsukiyomi Ikuto

Age: 17 – Senior

Hair Color: Prussian Blue

Eye Color: Sapphire

Status: Popular – Playboy

The other teens just laughed. "You're right Ikuto! You never do!" Laughed the chestnut haired, emerald eyes boy. Then he high fived the playboy, also known as Ikuto, Tsukiyomi Ikuto.

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