You catch yourself staring at your classmate, who is completely occupied with classwork. And he finally has the courage to start a conversation. How far will you be willing to go for this perfect man you think will only be a classmate? You only have...
As you amble into the territory owned by the classroom, you tremble with fear as you discover your seat has been taken by a lanky fellow. Your eyes widen as he walks out of the classroom as the air tight space with a cluster of diaphoretic high school 10th graders pass you. You take a seat in the chair that you soon noticed wasn't yours. As you stand up in shock, you look around aimlessly for your desk and noticed it's to the right of where you sat. The desk is empty so you take off your bag and begin to unpack your belongings.
"Hello class, you know me. But we have a new foreign exchange student. May I introduce your new classmate?"
Your eyes widen in shock, your jaw drops almost as far as it can. And as your new classmate walks in the room, you look down at your desk blushing severely. As you begin to attempt to keep your impure thoughts in your perverted head. You glance back up and to the other students, and all the female students seem to be drooling over this intruder. And all the other males seem to be pissed in pure jealousy. The new kid begins to start talking.
"Heya. My name is Karma Miracle. I'm 15 years old. I want one of you to take a guess where I came from." He takes a gaze at you. "Hey, teach? Why does he have a different uniform from everyone else?" He raised a finger and points at you, it almost seems like he's revealing a deadly weapon to you. With a most soothing voice, he says "I suspect that you are either part of an afterschool club, student council, an honor student, or just older then these students and get a 3rd years uniform because of your age. Are at least one of those options correct?"
Following what he just said, you start to look stressed, then you blush on the attention. You respond with, "A-Actually, I-I'm just older, that's all. I'm 16. And I guess you're from America?"
"Wow, your not only cute, your quite smart too!" Karma responds immediately.
"Okay, take your seat Karma." The teacher demanded to begin the lesson.
As Karma takes small steps towards you, he sits down in his seat. He faces your way with a innocent smirk. You look back at him, your secretive eyes widen one time more. You get an exceptional glimpse. He has silky black asian short hair, he wore nerdy glasses, and slightly bigger ears than average. You also notice his tiny hands. You were pretty sure that he was standing 5'8" and approximately 125 pounds. Considering you are a genius. And you noticed his scent, he smelled like roses and cotton candy. So cute, you thought.
"Hey you! You're pretty cute, wanna go on a date sometime?" Karma quietly asked you.
"One : You do realize we just met? Two : I may seem to have a girly figure, but I'm a boy. You should've been able to tell by my uniform. Three : I am not cute!" You whisper back to him.
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After the weird day you've had your brother comes to pick you up after school. And offers you a steamy coffee.
"Here, you look tired. Drink some. Your not going to last very long like this before you pass out!" Your brother casually offers you to help feel more awake.
"Yeah you're right, next week we have exams. And a field trip in 3 days. All day it's been torture." That's the last thing you say to your brother before you begin to feel tired, as the coffee kicks in slowly-- you look out of the car window and notice Karma sprinting out yelling your name.
"Stop the car for a minute." You demand to your brother.
"Hey. Can I come with you? I have nothing better to do, and I'm lonely enough as it is." Karma begs you.
"Fine, but it's my house. I have to change...outta this uniform." You respond to Karma.
