Ambiguous Confession

Rotation

Sirius' eyes stares at her lovely face. From her gorgeous crowning glory flowing down to her chest area, her cute nose at an acute angle, her puffy cheeks, and to her moist lips— unbeknownst to him that it is the girl's mechanism to deal with hunger. His face distorts upon seeing the evident bleeding on her knees. What happened to her?

On the other hand, it is undeniable that Luna had her fair share of checking him out. His good looks cannot completely be covered by the prescription glasses he is wearing. The perfect skin is still there. The beautiful eyes are still there. However, his choice of clothing for orientation day does not quite impress her. Why is he wearing that?

"You..."

Their mouths start to open a question, but was quickly interrupted by the school bell ringing followed by a female's voice— calling them out. Both pair of eyes darted at the school gate, and there stood the student official responsible for latecomers.

"Yes, you."

Her eyes scrutinizes the boy, from head to toe. His clothing does not go unnoticed. She moves into an intimidating stance— her hands on both sides of her hips and head slightly elevated. Sirius could only lower his head down and continue catching his breathe.

"You, newcomer. Why are you wearing the uniform on orientation day? Didn't you receive the letter of notification we sent you?"

Oh the one I didn't bother to read and just chucked it in my bag?

There is an evident change of the female's voice and face when her eyes darted at the girl. Her face softens upon seeing the girl's bleeding knee. She steps forward to approach the girl. The boy could only look at her in confusion.

"You, Ms. Latecomer! What happened to you? Why are you bleeding?"

Luna could only roll her eyes as her friend examined her entire body. Her intimidating stance just disappeared, and her voice softened and a visible pout is seen forming on her lips.

I swear there must be two people living in that tiny body.

Luna couldn't take it anymore, so she starts walking, leaving her friend behind her. Sirius could only follow the two ladies as he keeps on adjusting his fake prescription glasses.

—————
Two days have passed and not a single person approached Sirius. He sits at the back left of the tiny classroom, accommodating 30 students and chairs plus 15 desks for two.

The girl beside him seems to be a popular one since she always has people around her— the need to look at the mirror constantly also gives it away. To avoid the crowd near him, he places himself out at the schoolyard during breaks and his fingers constantly tapping on his phone.

Now, he is out there again because the fourth class teacher didn't show up for some reason and as expected, their desk is crowded with people again. He takes his phone out to text the person who sent him there and express his frustrations— although, the latter never replies to any of his texts.

Hey David                                              
                                                                 10:30 AM

I'll get straight to the point
I don't like it here.                                
                                                                 10:31 AM

The house accommodation is
awful. The food is bland. They
don't have hot water here. The
tub is fckin tiny I couldn't even
fit. The bed is not comfortable
and the things they are giving me
are very questionable.                       
                                                                 10:35 AM