~~Lost Twin~~ *New Version*

Chapter 3: Class Rep and Friends?

Takara barely paid attention as they wrote all the votes up on the board. She raised her eyebrow as her name suddenly got written up with one vote. Who the fuck? She thought and glanced around. She caught Kaminari glancing at her and he quickly looked away. Fucking Buzzkill? Really? She growled and popped her neck. She thought she told him to stop. To not even try. Guess she would have to try a different method to get rid of him. Somehow Midoriya got named class representative and Yaoyorozu was named vice-representative, but Takara was barely paying attention. Going over ideas in her head of how to get the annoying blonde to back off. Lessons went by the same. Takara lost in thought a lot of the time, but was still able to get decent notes. Maybe she would charm sharktooth later into letting her see his notes or maybe the little broccoli boy, he seemed like a good student type.

The lunch bell did not ring soon enough, but Takara was thankful when it finally did. She got up quickly and exited the classroom. She stood across the hall and leaned against the wall waiting. She watched people exit one after another without moving. Waiting for a specific person. She spotted him as he came out of the room. She stood from her spot, walked right up to him, grabbed his wrist, and pulled him down the hallway away from his friends despite their calls. She heard him call out to them that he was fine and he would catch up. Oh so he thought he was fine, huh? She pulled him into an empty classroom and closed the door.

"Are you the one who voted for me?" Takara asked as she turned to look at him.

"Is that what this is about?" Kaminari chuckled. "Yea, I thought you would get two votes if you voted for yourself, but obviously you voted for someone else." He rubbed the back of his neck.

"Why? Thought I told you to stop?" Takara asked as she walked closer to him slowly.

"Look I do not know what you have been through Yuuki," Kaminari started but was stopped when she suddenly pushed him back into a chair.

"Don't start that pity bullshit," Takara growled. She straddled his lap. "Is this what you're after? Because if that's all it is, we can cut out the chase right now." She was expressionless as she moved and spoke. She pressed her hands to his chest and began to work his muscles. She had learned a long time ago it was easier to just give some men what they want. The nice guy type never stopped pushing and the fallout of continuously telling them no was sometimes worse than just giving them what they wanted. Especially when she was already an outcast, it just got worse. Takara leaned in and began to kiss at his neck.

"Ahh no Yuuki," Kaminari began to panic. He tried to gently push her back, not wanting to hurt her. "This is not what I was after." He grabbed her wrists and gently pushed her body back with her hands against her own chest. Once she was sat back, he let her go. Takara looked at him with that expressionless face and lost eyes, but light confusion. He hated seeing that blank look.

"Oh, are you the more direct type?" Takara asked. "Got it, no foreplay." She reached down and palmed the front of his pants. Kaminari's eyes went wide and his face turned bright red.

"Yuuki, don't!" Kaminair suddenly stood up and dumped her on the floor. He had not wanted her to feel him starting to get turned on, he had been doing his best to keep himself under control. He did not want anything from her in this way. Takara looked around for a moment and then began to chuckle.

"Well that's a first," Takara picked herself up and dusted herself off. She crossed her arms around herself again and stepped back.

"Yuuki, please listen," Kaminari started.

"Takara," Takara interrupted. "Fuck if your going to keep going, call me Takara. I fucking hate the name Yuuki. And if sex isn't what you're after, then what are you wanting?" She felt out of control of the situation because she didn't know what was going on, which filled her with anxiety. She didn't know what to do or how to handle this.