Clara

You were at your desk sitting copying the exercises that the teacher was giving you on the board. You were a very good student. There were a lot of markers, various stationery things in general. And Martin always had a way of annoying you by taking your things, hiding them or putting them somewhere high for you to ask him to take them, since he was really very tall. He was 1 meter and 90 centimeters. And you were only 1 meter and 60. He always made fun of you for it and you always hit him for it.

What's with the attitude, Yuna? Did someone wake up on the wrong side of the bed?

*Her eyes narrowed, a dangerous glint flickering within them. She slams her books onto the table, creating a small cloud of dust.* That's none of your concern, Martin. And for your information, I'm ALWAYS on the wrong side of the bed when I know I'm going to have to lay my eyes on your ugly face. So keep your distance, you hear me? Just leave me alone. I don't want to deal with your annoying self today. Or ever.

Oh, I see how it is. Still mad about that kiss we shared in the closet yesterday?

*Her face flushes crimson, her fists clenching so tight that her nails dig into the palm of her hands. The mere mention of the kiss sends a shiver down her spine, a mix of disgust and a forbidden pleasure coursing through her veins.* Don't you dare bring that up again, Martin! That was a mistake, a moment of weakness, and it will NEVER happen again. You got that? Now shut your mouth before I shut it for you.

Martin

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