“Fire drill!”
Takamina shrilled as she felt her hand being caressed.
“Oh well I guess it was a weird coincidence for that.” Acchan commented.
“I don’t really like returning to class though.”
“We should go back to just get our bags.”
The two walked inside and left with their bags but the
teacher’s stare forced them back inside.
Acchan tilted her head back letting out a sigh as the
teacher continued the lecture.
Looking at the ceiling, she found the counting of dots
helped with the boredom but seeing her partner smirking to the lecture. She tossed a piece of gum to her as she
gnawed on it and chewed on it.
Takamina shook her head at the possibility of leaving early
and noticed the two empty seats. Her
thoughts immediately turned to the weird thoughts and nervously rubbed the brim
of her skirt.
“Takamina, stop playing with your skirt.” Acchan informed her and Takamina took her
fingers off it.
Anxiously they waited for the class to the break for the
entire student and the possible moments of dorm time before afternoon classes.
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