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Sora Azuma

"Nice hobby, Pres. Didn't know you are this kind of pervert."

Sora's eyes widened in horror as she slowly turned her gaze to the side. Ikari Nazukari, looking casually gorgeous and wicked as ever. Surely not. Surely the universe wasn't that cruel. He grinned at her and began to saunter forwards, getting closer step by step. Sora could feel a cold sweat on her back as she watched him close the distance between them. Her and Ikari didn't cross paths in school often but she knew enough about him to convince herself he was trouble.

"What? No..." she murmured in a daze. She couldn't believe it. Her beautiful, shining reputation was slipping away like smoke through her fingers, Ikari would ruin her. She could already see him, prancing around the school spreading rumors of her being a pervert. The word pervert repeated itself over and over.

~Pervert~Prez is a Pervert~Pervert~Pervert~ She was not a pervert. She tried hard to control her blushing and placed a hand on the door, ready to escape him back in to the cafe. Clearly her first escape plan had failed epically!

"I'm-I'm not a pervert!" she stammered for the first time in her life. "You breathe a work about this Ikari..." she couldn't finish the sentence. Her mind couldn't think of a good enough punishment to threaten him with because it was already racing with thoughts of school humiliation.