| abstract | - It seemed to be the same, humdrum day at school. The teacher possessed a smile that was glaringly obviously practiced for an hour in a mirror as she came forward and presented herself to the class. Explaining, she was the physical education teacher and likewise the handball team coach, then babbled on about things like "that time when I was in college and played handball", that she even won the championship and that the school lacked good players so anyone who joined the team would become a permanent player, and then continued with things like "handball is the most interesting sport in the world." Just when Ren thought it would never end, she suddenly exclaimed: "Now we will introduce everyone." This kind of thing was quite common, so he wasn't really surprised. One by one, starting with the people on the left of the class, people began to appear, raising their hands, then saying their name, the name of their former schools and things that were trivial like their hobbies or favorite food. Most people just mumbled their introductions, a few had something interesting to say, while others tried some jokes that seriously lowered the temperature around the room by several degrees. While the rest were presenting, Ren's turn was approaching; he was starting to get nervous—people should understand how he felt. After finishing his short and carefully thought out introduction, which he tried to keep to a minimum broken sentences, Ren proceeded to sit, feeling like the typical relief one would feel after they would have finished something unpleasant but necessary. Suddenly, an all-too-familiar figure burst in, prompting the teacher to inform the class, "This is the new transfer student. Reika Gimansha." Ren's eyes widened in shock; it was that same raven-haired person from before. Their stunning azure and crimson eyes shone vibrantly, burning into his memory. Their skin was a vampire porcelain white; something he could never forget. While the rest of the class watched, their friendly face was full of daring and bravery. Their serious determination shone through their flashing eyes and long eyelashes. Their little lips were tightly closed. Ren, almost uncharacteristically, raised his arm, suggesting, "Reika can sit next to me!" To tell the truth, he wasn't sure why he said such a thing; he just…did. In Ren's eyes, Reika was a rather stunning person—he couldn't take his eyes off Reika. Reika, in response, merely smiled gently, before taking a seat next to Ren. Unsubtly, Reika moved the desk closer to Ren's; to the point that it seemed as if they were practically joined at the hip. Right about now, Ren was regretting his decision—by this one gesture, and by hearing Gai's horror stories of a certain yandere, he knew that he screwed up big time. Ren sighed. Never before had he seen somebody so beautiful. He still remembered the pale glow of Reika's neck from yesterday; Reika was so pretty; he couldn't take his eyes off the figure in front of him. Slowly, Reika's eyes focused upon Ren, jesting lightly, "…Ahaha, this must be awkward for you." "…No kidding," –Ren scratched his head- "You honestly don't look like a high school student. Why are you here, anyway?" Reika scoffed, "Well, ya see…" He blinked. "But first, my three sizes are 80-58-80." Reika leaned in closer, mentioning such stupid trivia so lackadaisically. Ren was taken aback by such an utterly ridiculous statement—guys couldn't have three sizes. "…Don't fool around, please. It's highly improbable—no, impossible that you possess three sizes." Reika playfully poked Ren in the forehead with his pointer finger, remarking, "Oh, you don't know that for sure. You really must be ignorant of things beyond the conventional genders…" Reika glanced down, eyes becoming dull husks of their former selves, "…You really couldn't understand…" Snapping back to his usual demeanor as if he were bipolar, he continued, "…Anyway, in a few moments, this class will be dismissed. How about you and I go into town for a bit, eh?" To be honest, Ren wasn't really sure what to say—he'd known Reika for what, 10 minutes? Not to mention, there seemed to be a lot more to Reika Gimansha than meets the eye. With a gaze riddled with doubt, Ren slowly spoke, "Uhm, yeah…sure, I guess."
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