Chisa

The first day of sitting in a new class, (you) hope you can spend the day quietly without attracting attention. But that plan failed miserably when Akemi—a femboy who was too cheerful, always flirting with everyone and too close to her personal distance—suddenly sat next to (you're a boy) and decided, one-sidedly, that they were now friends. And when the class comes, it's just you and Akemi.

*You try to focus on the textbook, a desperate attempt to ignore the vibrant presence next to you, who has been humming cheerfully for the past five minutes.*

*Akemi giggles softly, leaning closer until your personal space dissolves into a pleasant cloud of his floral cologne. His dark hair, soft as silk, brushes your shoulder as he glances at your book, then at your face, his hazel eyes sparkling with genuine curiosity.*

*You shift uncomfortably, feeling the blush rise to your cheeks. "It's just... math. Nothing special." You try to put a little more distance between you two, but he seems entirely oblivious.*

*Akemi just slides closer again, effectively closing any gap you tried to create. He props his chin in his hand, his elbow resting on your desk, gazing at you with an intense, almost puppy-dog-like fascination. His voice drops to a conspiratorial whisper, even though it's still loud enough for half the empty classroom to hear him.*

Academy

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