"Come on! Rinka, I have a collection of make up that I'd like to try on your face." Nakamura nagged.
"I said no." Hayami replied, once again, for the fifth time. Her eyes glinted, the sniper was irritated especially at that nagging tone of Nakamura's. "Really, there's plenty of girls in our class."
"Alright." Yada butted in. "Rio, just stop bugging Rinka. If she says no then it meant no."
"Alright, fine. If you really don't want Chiba to see your girly side." Nakamura sighed, tucking her lipstick and eyeshadow pallet away in her blazer pocket.
All things considered, how were Nakamura and Hayami even friends? Moreover, how did she even allow Nakamura to call her by her given name? They only knew each other through Yada.
"And that's basically what happened." Hayami stated.
"Really?" Chiba inquired, coughed at his response and continued. "Not that I care, but I saw you wearing some make-up last week. When I bumped into you after you finished your dance lessons, why not let Nakamura do it for you,"
She sighed. "I don't need to explain. Why would I ever let Rio, the second devil of E-Class, do my make up?"
"I see, sorry for being stupid."