Arisu fixed her gaze on the brown-haired boy who aced all of his exams in the whiteroom. Her father called her several times, but she ignored him and continued to watch the brown-haired boy.
"Hey... Arisu, are you okay?" her father asked again.
"I w...
She's a tough young lady... I respect her intelligence.
"I believe in them... if they change, we were dubbed Class D for a reason."
"I couldn't agree more, but your class has the potential to grow, and it will be terrifying if handled properly."
"You certainly have a lot of sources; you figured out our class in a short amount of time."
What a terrifying young lady.
"Fufufufu... you flatter me, but my information is still incomplete. You, on the other hand, already know how we are divided and, based on your own conclusions, you probably know how strong our class is."
"You think highly of me, Sakayangi... we don't even have a class representative, just people looking for attention."
"Fufufufu... give yourself credit, Kiyotaka; what I see is that you will be the representative of class D, and with those two friends of yours on your side, it's not impossible."
"For the last time, Sakayanagi, you think highly of me, but I'm flattered though"
"Arisu... from now on, call me Arisu."
"Sure... Arisu"
"I'm finished eating now, Kiyotaka; it's nice to talk to you; I hope we can talk more."
"Me too, Arisu... you're smart."
"Fufufufu... I applaud being praised by you."
Arisu's Pov
It's great fun talking to him. I don't want to go... but I have to. I don't have any food left, but it's fun peeling some shrimp for him. I appear to be a responsible wife feeding her husband.
Fufufufu... My fantasies and I
I then rise from my chair and prepare the final pace of my plan. I purposefully trip and drop my cane.
"Ahhh!"
I then fall, but someone catches me... It's my Kiyotaka. As we exchange eye contact, I clutch his sweater. I can feel his warm breath, our noses almost touching. I want to kiss him, but that would ruin everything.
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I regained my composure so he wouldn't suspect anything, but I couldn't hide my blush. I really want him. Please, God, help.
"Uhmmmmm... Sorry, Kiyotaka. My walking stick."
"I'll pick it up first, hold my hand."
Without hesitation, I took his hand in mine. In any case, this is my chance. He hunches down and takes up my walking stick. Being disabled has some advantages.
God most likely disables me for this.
"Here"
He gave me my cane. I smiled sweetly at him, hoping to add more charm.
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"Thank you very much, Kiyotaka... you're my hero."
"Don't bring it up; everyone would do it if they were in my situation, and we're friends."
"I'm hoping we're more than that."
"Did you say something, Arisu?"
"Ahh... no, I just wanted to thank you again for picking up my cane; I really appreciate it."
"Is that so... you're welcome then
"Let's meet up again, Kiyotaka."
"I was thinking the exact same thing as you, Arisu."
I turned around and walked away, reluctantly. He is truly utterly perfect. I wish I had more time to spend with him, but there's no need to worry...
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