If Honey had one thing to complain about after rebirth, it was the lack of cake.
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"3-E?"
The blond nodded, his purple eyes slightly narrowing as his mind drifted to one annoying redhead.
"Yes, we must put them in their place."
The strawberry blon...
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"Hateful," the girl spat, leaning on her wooden broom as her almond-shaped eyes silently glare at the door. "Those classmates of yours are really hateful, Isogai," she tells the raven head, a disgusted snarl on her usually motherly face.
Isogai Yuma dubbed an ikemen by his classmates, and also the male class representative of 3-E, bashfully rubbed his nape, a wry smile on his face upon hearing his Senior's words. He let a forced chuckle slip past his lips before carefully bowing at the older girl. "I'm sorry, Matsuoka-senpai, I'll be more careful next time," he quickly apologized, ignoring his classmates' bemused and annoyed expressions.
Matsuoka pursed her lips, she sighed. A hand to rub her temples while the other held the broom, she gave the raven head a complicated look. "Isogai," she sternly called out, making both the male and his classmates tense up. "Are you a wimp?"
Her words fell like a hammer on Yuma's shoulder, breaking his male ego to pieces. He felt saddened by her words, but he couldn't find it in himself to refute them— he had, after all, acted as one not so long ago.
The girl saw that her colleague wouldn't answer her and only bend to her claims, and she heaved a loud, heavy sigh. "You, how are you supposed to do anything if you can't stand up for yourself?" she barked, an imposing aura oozing from her. "Listen well, Isogai. If you don't man up quick, then I'll make you a man!" she threatened.
Her words brought a fervent blush to Yuma's cheeks. "Ah, oh, uh, I-I mean— I— Uhm, Matsuoka-senpai," he cried, his hands covering his carmine red face. He could hear some of his classmates' whistle at her words, further enhancing his embarrassment.
Matsuko was a pretty girl. With waist long light brown hair, a pair of almond-shaped chestnut brown eyes framed by thick lashes, and a petite round face, she gave off and calm and mature air. Like Yuma, she was a part-timer and a student. Although she attended High School and only knew Kunugigaoka from its prestigious reputation, she never attended the Middle School and therefore wasn't aware of 3-E's discrimination until she met Yuma.
The girl raised a dubious eyebrow upon noticing his reaction. She swept the remaining teenagers with her gaze, noticing something was amiss. Mutely, she reviewed what she said that may elicit this reaction, and when she found out, she deadpanned.
"You, is your mind in the gutter? Shall I help you climb out of it?" she asked, a bright smile on her face as her voice dripped with amusement and mild mockery.
Hearing Matsuoka point his thoughts out, Yuma's blush grew darker.
