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Walking through the hallways was a second year fully immersed in her gadget. Unlike most girls her age, she wasn't looking for romance or seeking for popularity. No no, all this specific individual cared about was video games and anime.
But let's be honest. Deep down inside, she craved romance and all that cheesy stuff. Only thing that kept her from seeking it out was that she didn't believe she deserved to be loved in the first place.
That said, face and attention fully immersed into her Portable PlayStation, she failed to notice the light cream haired heroine running full speed at her.
"L-Look out!! Karasuma-senpai!!!" Yashiro called desperately before they inevitably bashed into each other. Both tumbled to the floor, each other's belongings flying out of their hands. For Yashiro, the contents of her pencil case scattered while Karasuma's PSP cracked upon meeting the ground.
The unpleasant sound didn't go unnoticed by the anime obsessed girl. Yashiro went into a state of panic as she could feel the anger and annoyance seeping off of the barely taller than her female.
"Get off." Finally, their eyes met in a predatorial way. The prey being the magenta colored orbs of no one else other than Yashiro Nene. Who hurriedly scampered off of her. All the hopeless romantic could do was apologize profusely while the video game addict merely picked up her now broken PSP, inspected it, before eyeing her.
"Shut up." Was all she responded with before walking away. And that was Minamoto Teru's cue to come save the day of the damsel in distress, unknowingly causing a creepy obsession towards him by the light cream haired farmer.
The introverted girl remained silent but annoyed all throughout class. Not that this was out of the norm, Karasuma was known as the introverted gamer in their class. If she weren't staring out the window or asleep, she managed to use her gadgets in class without getting caught.
"Usagi-chan, what's got you so pissed?"
Prince charming himself, Minamoto Teru, inquired. Being both her best and only friend, Teru prides himself in the knowledge he has over the female. It was out of luck that they were again sectioned into the same class.
"Some girl with fat legs ran into me and basically destroyed my PSP. And don't call me that, Mitsubachi."
You'd expect her to be bullied and have failing grades for her love of anime and video games. But on the contrary, her grades soared and she was quite popular for being friends with prince charming himself.
Despite her "repulsive" attitude and ignorance towards academics. She was also known for her sharp tongue and blunt honesty, not exactly a perfect mix. In short, she's the likable unlikable student.
Karasuma preferred to fly solo. With the exception of Teru that always clung onto her til he eventually wore her down.
That said, her freeloader classmates always felt lucky every time they were grouped with her. She'd do all the work and preferred if they didn't meddle.
Although the teacher would always reprimand and scold her for this, she just started writing the names of her group mates in minor credits.
What her classmates noted from her was the difference in mannerisms. Instead of having her head in the clouds like usual, she was tapping her pen in a slow rhythm while constantly throwing fiery glances towards the cause of her current misery, the cracked screen of her entertainment system on her desk.
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After dismissal, Yashiro ran up to the female just as she was packing up her stuff and bowed before spitting out words that hopefully Karasuma caught onto.
Surprisingly ignoring the presence of Minamoto-senpai beside the older girl.
"I'm really sorry about earlier and for breaking your Nintendo!! I wasn't paying attention b-but I know a way to fix it for you without paying!!"
Karasuma refrained herself from spatting out an insult to the cause of the destruction of her beloved PSP and dared call it a Nintendo. Even though she deserved it. There was one thing Karasuma couldn't help, her curiousity. It always seemed to get the best of her.
"How are you planning to do that, daikon legs?" She inquired as she finished packing up her stuff after neatly wrapping her destroyed entertainment system in some cloth.
"D-DAIKON LEGS?!"
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You can change your appearance if you want! It's just to help me bring a scene to life in my head while I write. Karasuma is the last name bc *someone* with that same last name will be your father in the story.
