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Kaori Himewari

New school, new siblings, what's next a tornado sweeping my house away to Oz?

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a character in “No-Go AA+”, as played by Harυ-cнan

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▏Face: Kumiko Oumae x ▏ Name: Kaori Himewari x ▏Alias: Hime, Aoi, Kao x ▏Gender: Femalex ▏ Age: 16 x ▏Nationality: Japanese x

▏Sexuality: Sapiosexual x ▏ Voice: Kaori's Voice x ▏Outfits:x ▏Eye Color: Brown x ▏Hair Color: Brown x ▏Height: 5'0'' x ▏Grade: Freshman x

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ImagexxxLIKES:

x Shopping

x Rollerblading

x Hanging out

x Fashion

x Pools/Beaches

x High heels

x Boys

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ImagexxxDISLIKES:

x Manual Labor

x Being ignored

x Watari, Kei

x Yellow and Green

x Long Pauses

x Lemons

x Dirt

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ImagexxxTHE ~ LITTLE ~ THINGS:

Senior Partner: Kazuki Miyamoto

Favorite Drink: Milk

Favorite Flower: Lilles

Favorite Colors: Pastels, Bright colors

Favorite Class: English

Least Favorite Class: Gym

Phobias: Germaphobia, Acrophobia, Rejection,


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ImagexxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxSTATS:

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxIntellect: [ 0 ] + 1

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxAthleticism: [ 5 ]

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxCharm: [ 5 ]

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxPopularity: [ 0 ] + 1

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxNotoriety: [ 0 ]

xxxxxxxxxxxxYour most important stat: Charm

xxxxxxxxxxxxWhich stat appeals to you most: Intellect / Charm
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ImagexxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxWEAKNESS:

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx- Sensitive -
Image means a lot to Kaori, especially after the incident. The once carefree and somewhat mischevious girl tries to keep herself from getting in trouble, and even if she says she doesn't, she cares a lot about what other people think of her. Her emotions are often on her sleeve, and she just wants to be accepted. It is a little easier to hurt her feelings or to make her cry compared to other girls, but she does her best to keep herself out of situations that upset her. She's not a big ball of emotion, but being bullied or being under critique would easily make her cry.

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx- Pristine -
This refers to her clothes and just the way she holds herself. Kaori can come across as a bit cagey due to the fact that she kind of is trying to avoid a repeat of what happened with Kei. Manual labor and getting her clothes dirty are out of the question. She has never done an honest day of work in her life after that video ended up online. Even if she won't admit it, Kaori has become germaphobic and refuses to do anything that may get her clothes wet or dirty, the only exception being swimsuits.

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx- Small Chest -
While not flat, her chest is very small. This is where a lot of Kaori's insecurity stems from, and she is very defensive when someone brings it up. Throwing things is not typical behavior from Kaori, but if you mention her chest, be prepared to have whatever she can get her hands on thrown at you. She drinks literally nothing but milk and water trying to be a healthy person and to make her chest bigger. She is very gullible when it comes to this and once believed one of her friends when they told her eating a lot of dairy products would help her chest size grow. She learned quickly that it has no effect, but she still eats it in many of her meals. Even if it hasn't been proven, she can't help but hope that it will make a difference.
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ImagexxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxSTRENGTH:

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx- Modest -
Despite her unfavorable qualities, Kaori is a modest person. She likes to let her actions and abilities speak for themselves because no one likes a brag, not even her. If she brags on herself, it is a rare occasion, and she often will undervalue her ability in her attempt to not sound like an elitist.

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx- Generosity -
Coming from a wealth, giving gifts and helping others out with money comes very naturally to Kaori. While not gullible, she definitely is willing to help others out when she can, even after her emotional trauma.
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ImagexxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxSKILLS:

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx- Gymnastics -
This is a very little known fact, but before she became obsessed with being clean, she used to participate in gymnastics. Back flips, front flips, the works. She was very good at it, and used to enjoy it quite a bit. She hasn't tried in over a year, but it used to be something she loved dearly and practiced daily. She still practices on the balance beam every now and then, but nothing that could potentially make her break a sweat.

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx- Fashion -
Another secret she keeps is she often makes alterations to her clothes. None of them are the same as the others bought at the same exact store because she often adds her own flair to them, be it buttons or lace, she's always wanting to make her own clothes stand out a little more. While she does not have the patience to actually MAKE her own clothes, she does enjoy altering pre-exisitng designs. It isn't a lot of hard work and it makes her look more stylish in the end, what's not to like?

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx- Braiding -
Whether referring to hair or making bracelets, Kaori has a knack for braiding. She has seen a lot of YouTube tutorials and has practiced with porcelain dolls before. She really likes doing it, it calms her nerves and she can often be found braiding her own hair when she is nervous, even if it is too short to actually keep in braids.
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ImagexxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxHISTORY:

With his mother recently laid to rest, Takuto found himself feeling incredibly lonely in his family's large estate. He had grown up there himself, but it still felt empty without human companionship. He was not having any luck with women after his mother's passing, and before inheriting his family's very successful investment company he was a well-known troublemaker and party boy, women did not take him very seriously. With nowhere else to turn, Takuto found himself adopting. He did not have a girlfriend or wife, and he needed the company of another human being. He couldn't handle coming home to an empty house any longer. This is where Kaori's story begins. Adopting a girl was never in his plan, but as soon as his eyes met those bright orbs of baby Kaori's, he chose her.

As Kaori was his first shot at parenting, Takuto messed up a lot. He had never spent much time with children, but parenting classes helped him a ton. He ended up on a lot of 'mommy' forums, but he managed to raise the energetic little girl. He taught her to walk, to ride a bike, and how to tie her shoelaces. It filled the void in his life, kept him from drinking himself into a stupor, but as years went by, he realized he would never be able to tell her the truth. He could not let her find out that she was adopted. He couldn't lose her, she was like his own daughter now, and he wanted nothing more than to keep her safe and happy. It wasn't hard, seeing as Kaori had always been a happy young girl from day one. Growing up with a single dad wasn't bad, she was loved dearly and she never wanted for anything, and that was plenty enough for her so she never asked any questions about her mother, or why it was just the two of them for as long as she could remember. As she got older and began to attend elementary school, Kaori made friends easily. That all changed when she asked out a boy in middle school though. They had flirted before, several times over the years, it seemed like she had made a safe choice. However, for some reason when she mustered up the courage to ask him out, he poured a drink on her in front of their entire class. It was at a school celebration and one of the boys recorded the entire thing. It ended up on YouTube, but thankfully her name had been left out. Eventually, the original video was taken down, but other boys from her school would upload it again. It was humiliating, and ever since people would make jokes behind her back.

As her normally bright and carefree personality began to shift Takuto realized how much the incident was affecting her. It was a little too late, but Takuto decided to pull Kaori from that school to give her a fresh start. Kaori who was unable to cope with the jokes and the ridicule was relieved to be switching schools, but that also meant she would have no friends. Still, Kaori tried to see the brighter side of things, that is, until Takuto decided to adopt more children. Her entire life turned upside down. She gained two new younger siblings and what used to be a peaceful life had become chaos. After discussing potential high schools numerous times, they finally settled on Airdalen and a nearby elementary school for the twins. Even though she no longer has to tolerate jokes behind her back, people still comment on the video, and no matter how many times she reports it, another surfaces not too long after the previous one is taken down. It keeps her paranoid, and she is often searching the web for it, trying to keep it all under control. It has taken over her life, as she lets the horrible comments get to her.
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Secret Birth Mother / Name: Reina Yoko / Status: Alive, Not in her life yet

Relationship: TBA, they havem't even met yet.

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Adoptive Father / Takuto Himewari / Status: Alive, Sole Guardian

Relationship: She loves him more than anyone else. She doesn't realize that he is not her biological father, so their relationship has always been that of any single father and his daughter. Kaori wants to make him proud, and she is very close with him. He doesn't know everything about her, but she usually comes to him with her problems. That has changed since he adopted the twins. Their relationship has become strained and she doesn't confide in him anymore. As his job is very demanding of his time he has written it off as 'teenage girl mood swings', expanding the growing rift between the two.

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Younger Adoptive Brother / Naoki Himewari / Age: 6 / Status: Alive

Relationship: Although she doesn't hate him as much as Naomi, Kaori still does not like Naoki. He plays pranks on her and cries a lot, something that irritates Kaori to no end. She has a better and less cruel relationship with him though because he is a boy. Despite not liking him, Kaori does think he's very cute and she is more open to developing a relationship with him than his twin sister.

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Younger Adoptive Sister / Naomi Himewari / Age: 6 / Status: Alive[

Relationship: Kaori hates her the most, but only because she was used to being the only girl in Takuto's life and she considers Naomi to be a threat. Kaori is secretly insecure that Takuto won't need her now that he has Naomi or that she isn't enough for him. Since she feels that he adopted these children because she wasn't living up to his expectation she often takes her frustrations out on them instead of confronting Takuto with the problem. This puts a huge strain on her relationship with the little girl. Whether it is rude comments or totally ignoring the girl, Kaori has been anything but fair to the little girl from the very beginning despite Naomi's sweet gestures to make her older sister accept her.

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" Quote goes here "

➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵

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" He seems to know the junior class president, Fujioka-san. I don't know him really. "

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" Quote goes here "

➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵

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" A very flirtatious one, he's one to watch out for. "

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" Quote goes here "

➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵

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" Quote goes here "

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" Quote goes here "

➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵

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" Quote goes here "

➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵

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" Quote goes here "

➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵➵

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" She seems to have the same brunet dilemma. We have that in common at least. "

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" He helped me, then he blew up in my face, and now he kisses my forehead? He's insane. Though no one else tried to help. "

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" This is the second time we've bumped into each other. He seems to be a very gentle and kind person... but I'm not sure if I can trust my own judgment anymore. "

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Kaori Himewari's Story

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....So much noise.... Kaori thought to herself with a sigh. Waiting in line was dreadful. She had just transferred to Airdalen and had arrived late to the punch. She had missed her first class but arrived just in time to have lunch. It was convenient, given she probably would have refused to participate in gym class. Running around and getting all sweaty? That definitely wasn't going to happen. Getting dirty in any way was generally off of the table when it came to her. Is the cafeteria always going to be this loud? Kaori thought to herself

It wasn't until she came closer to the servers that she realized what the uproar was about. Taking out her phone and making sure the flash was set to 'OFF', she quickly snapped a photo of each server (Kazuki and Aeon). As there were still people in line ahead of her, Kaori figured neither of the boys would notice. Once she got a decent photo of each, she proceeded to send the photos of them to her father with a text reading:

This is the school we chose? o.O; ...I think they really enjoy cosplay..


Once the text was sent and her phone was returned to her pocket, Kaori decided to approach the servers and order her meal of Okonomiyaki, milk, and a friut parfait for dessert. She absolutely had to know if this was going to be an everyday occurrence or if this was simply some sort of event, so she hoped that order would at least buy her some time. Getting to them was a challenge, given...the sheer amount of women squealing like pigs. It was really annoying, but Kaori managed to keep her cool despite how the noise made her want to gouge out her ears. It wasn't like she really cared if they glared at her or not,
What exactly is going on? What is with the costumes...and cat ears...?
she asked upon moving up in line, covering her mouth with the back of her hand to hide her amusement. She had been shoved by one of those girls behind her, and if Kaori had been a lesser person, she might have shoved the girl back, but she wasn't going to be bothered by mindless sheep.

As she gave either one another chance to speak, trying not to dominate the conversation entirely, her eyes shifted between them to get a better look. The blond prince and the dark haired Neko... their features could not have been more different, yet each held their own physical appeal. The blond was graceful, the epitome of a gorgeous prince. All he seemed to be missing was a white steed. Then her eyes landed on his arm. She had received a similar injury when she was younger doing gymnastics so she decided to offer her condolences,
As someone who has experienced it...I hope that heals soon.
Kaori said regarding his injured arm with a bright smile. There was no real hidden agenda, she just knew how uncomfortable it was. On the other hand... the dark haired male had a rebellious air about him from the streaks in his hair to his attire. If she had to compare him to anything...he reminded her of the Cheshire cat. A nekomimi version, but that was her final verdict all the same.

Kaori's hand found it's way to her hip, but her expression wasn't angry, it was just something she often did when waiting for others to respond. It was a comfortable stance, a habit of hers to keep her hand there, there was nothing more to it. No ulterior motive, no hidden message behind it. Despite her short stature and meek appearance, the freshman's posture was poised and striking. She wasn't the type of girl to slouch or hide behind the others. Realizing she had neglected to introduce herself first, Kaori decided to backtrack for the sake of politeness,
Oh, I nearly forgot. I am Himewari, Kaori by the way.
She smiled warmly. Even if she wasn't looking to make a new friend out of this Neko boy (Kazuki) or the blond prince (Aeon), the least she could do was mind her manners while she waited for her food.

Tapping her left cheek with her index finger, she continued,
Is this a common occurrence or is it a special occasion...?
she asked in a curious manner. Kaori made sure to keep her tone even, friendly. Even though the noise of the girls surrounding the men annoyed her beyond measure, she could not allow herself to hold fault in them. The blond prince (Aeon) and the Neko (Kazuki) were not the ones making all of the noise after all. They did not force the girls to behave in such an unbecoming manner. Kaori realized she might be a bit in the way, so she backed up a few steps allowing those in line for more simple dishes passage if she had blocked their path. Disruption was not her intention, she only wished to know if future lunch periods would be this unconventional. It wasn't a crime to want to know what to expect from your new school, was it?

This school.. it is already so strange... Though, at least no one here seems to know about that incident. Kaori thought to herself, a little relieved to be in a new setting where no one was making jokes or sneering behind her back. A fresh start seemed to be what she needed, after all. Even so, Kaori was a bit unsure about the move and even more hesitant to try to make new friends at this school. One wrong YouTube click and everyone could find out what she was running from. She would just have to be careful, she would have to avoid letting anyone get too close, at least in a romantic sense. As long as she protected her heart, it would be okay in the end... right?

Although she told herself that... when everyone at this school she had laid eyes on so far seemed to range from 'pretty' all the way up the ladder to 'drop dead gorgeous' that definitely was going to make not forming any type of feelings for the guys around her a bit difficult. However, one thing was on her side: As a sapiosexual, she fell in love with a bright mind. A gorgeous body was worthless in her opinion if the mind was vacant of intelligent thought. Even though her own grades were nothing special, Kaori did enjoy reading and learning new things..as long as those things had nothing to do with mud, sweat, or any other gross substances. Grades did not indicate a person's intelligence, plenty of brilliant minds had less than perfect grades in school, Maybe I'll luck out and most of the guys here will be airheads... Kaori thought to herself, biting back a laugh. After all, laughing to herself would definitely come across as strange, wouldn't it?


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This... was the worst time of his life currently. Kazuki believed there would be a lot more knowing his general alignment to chaos, but right now, this tops everything. He was serving in the cafeteria. In a cat costume. With the man who has an icicle stuck in his butt. For a week. There was no use even trying to hide it. Those camera phones won't stop flashing and clicking. He was certain it would be the most documented portion of his life. May god beg for mercy, because when they meet he'll floor him. That's a promise.

Anyways, to make it fun, he just have to look at it a different angle. He flirted with the girls on his line. He had a lot of numbers already, though the occasional snide comment from the Math teacher who is also his guardian would tell him to hurry up and stop procreating. Really... It's just talking and the action would occasionally follow after school, plus he always make sure to never get the girls pregnant. He hasn't failed on that and was insistent on that as well. "Don't hate the player, just because you can't do the game." He retorted and this was answered with a smack of the paper fan.

This was followed with the collection of concerns and laughter. Well, it's probably why despite his bad boy reputation. He was seen favorable by the school body because he never actually resorted to any form of violence, well except yesterday with this frosty detention buddy of his. Anyways, he clicked his tongue at that violent reply and held the spot where the paper fan hit him when someone from the bastard prince's line spoke to him. His eyebrow raised a bit. He had never seen any guy almost as tall as Ryou before and somehow his senses are tingling. Those golden eyes sharpened like a predator and a grin sported his lips. "Interesting."

His attention taken when the girl on his line called him. "Sorry, I was wondering when something interesting would show up and here you are." A fluid shift as always. Anyways, it didn't take long when the tallest guy in school came with the infamous Devone Kim in tow. "So things are heating up huh?" There was the cocky smile of his. "A word of advice to little Ms. Ursula over here. Are you sure you can handle him?" He pointed at Ryou with his thumb. Of course, he was ignored, but it didn't annoy him. When it comes to that guy... silence was different. Well, this detention was certainly not boring. He also saw something curious about the Ice Prince. A guy with orange hair came and was all friendly with the blonde dude. But, that wasn't the thing which took his interest. It was the reaction that followed. Those mindless crowd might not notice, but that was out of place. He also sense the threat after all, he had been at the end of that countless of times. "An old flame of yours? Don't worry, I won't judge." He chuckled at that.

His attention shifted when a girl (Kaori) popped a question. "It's punishment." He said simply and placed the orders on her tray. That Cheshire-like smile illuminated his beautiful features. "It's best to talk to a wall than him." He pointed at Aeon. "You can say it's a special thing only for a week. So, better take all the pictures you want." Those golden eyes held that unearthly glow quite enchanting. It seemed he noticed her taking pictures. "Kaori-chan." He leaned a bit forward and had that interested look. "Your name fits you. Nice fragrance." Others began to complain a bit. "Now, go and eat up. Can't have a cute girl starving now." He pulled back as he catered to the others. Unaware, he would be seeing this Kaori girl more than he intended to.
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Aeon was uncertain whether to admire or to feel sorry for Kaufman's glaringly thickness. It was a conflicting thought since such a point of view could be a good weapon especially for someone of high social standing. That was his logical observation. As to his personal opinion, it was irritating to have his actions be interpreted into another out of pure delusion. If there had been another method without requiring him to initiate any gesture to prevent his lineage to be announced so blatantly, he would have done that immediately. However, there was none and to make certain it was not twisted he delivered the necessary emphasis of his displeasure with his words along with the subtle threat in his eyes. He knew well that Kaufman was not stupid as not to sense his disapproval. Their first meeting and he believed to be the last was enough for him to know that the orange-haired male can understand nuances. Then again, he was well-aware how persistent Kaufman is. He had been a subject to that. That party and interaction were both tiring and troublesome.

Such a thing was being repeated again. This time the ignorance was a threat that could unravel what was hidden. Aeon knew that he would need to keep such nuisances in check. Lately, there had been plenty of them coming out of the woodwork. It is why he could not help, but think that someone was intent to make a chaos of his final year here at Airdalen. If that was so, they had made the wrong enemy. Regardless, his thoughts paused there as Kaufman followed his question as expected. In that way, the earlier subject had been avoided. However, the orange-haired male just have to make notable impressions by still addressing him by first name and dropping on the counter, a large amount of money. Well, he could attribute that to western culture or having no tact when it comes to expenses.

His hand held the cash and proceeded to count it. The serene demeanor was not disrupted and his movements were still sophisticated. As for the words being stated, Aeon did not react to any of them. He simply gave the money to the cashier for a receipt. After that, he mentioned to one of the cafeteria staff to prepare 100 Fugu Sushi. In the end, he does not hold any concerns about Kaufman's spending or the promise of catching up. If it was to his preference, he would have not that event happen. However, he would need to ensure that his secret remains as it is. That is why that dialogue would need to occur. Nevertheless, he set that aside for now as the Hellion finally parted some words about the encounter. It was implied that Kaufman could possibly be a lover, an implication as well to his sexuality. Comments such as those did not even touch him. There is a certain girl who had consistently tell him to be one due to his unresponsiveness in regards to her seductive gestures. He was rather well-rehearsed in such conversations. “It seems you are familiar with it, Miyamoto-san. After all, you are capable enough to judge. I have no intention to learn about it though.” Whatever response it was, he calmly continued with his serving duties.

It was then when another new student queried not only him but also Miyamoto apparently. That was nothing new since most of the students do slip in small dialogues. Most see this as an opportunity to speak with them. After all, the difficulty in starting a conversation is how to start. In that regard, Aeon and Miyamoto would be the one to do so due to their server duties by delivering a simple question. Thus, only baby steps follow. That is why it is a waste not to take advantage of speaking towards the School Idol and the infamous Bad Boy of Airdalen. In any case, the question had been answered by Miyamoto. He does not see the need to add specific details about it. What was said is enough for someone who is simply passing by in a sense. Then, there were words of a wish. It was something similar to that tall boy. In the end, it was similar to the rest of the other students as well. Thus, his response was similar. “I appreciate your concern.” He stated it with refinement and a measured head bow of formal politeness. After so, he focused on his duty. The girl was not his to serve and to entertain. It was Miyamoto's obligation and between them, the man was the more sociable than him.

Then, the girl introduced herself. She appeared to be addressing them both. As such, he answered in kind. “I am Belrose, Aeon. It is a pleasure to meet you, Himewari-san.” It was the dictation of social etiquette. That is why Aeon delivered his introduction. His manner and tone did not even have a gap in its seamless elegance. It was one of the fundamental reasons he was elevated as a person of admiration. His impeccable conduct without fault. The politeness presented to everyone allow mundane conversations, but deliver distance that created a reputation of untouchable favor. Most have said that it was a charm that made him quite attractive and their fantasies were rather elaborate. They had assumed that if anyone could close that space, a prince of their dreams would certainly only look at them. It was not only mere imagination anymore ever since the presence of the Pink Princess. To have that privilege though, there was no question of its difficulty.

Regardless, Aeon had finished that dialogue at that. His attention focused on the people on his line. After all, Miyamoto had already stated that talking to a wall would be far better as a conversation partner. He did not take offense on that as his pristine demeanor did not change. It was rather impressive with the chaotic atmosphere of the cafeteria, but it did not influence him, not even an inkling. He moved at his own sophisticated pace. Just like so, he simply noted the time. Once, this is done. There would be matters that he would need clarification about the specifications of serving in the cafeteria. For today, this outfit had been a compromise. He may not outwardly disagree with it for the sake of moving along. However, it is a different matter when properly discussed and he would do so, before the school day ends.

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"It's punishment."

That's certainly interesting. Almost enough to make a girl wonder what the two of you did~
she chimed upon finding out that it was not due to an event, but instead a repercussion of something they had done. Still, she didn't have to know, it wasn't any of her business. She wasn't all that curious, but she was being friendly and enjoyed their plight a little more than she expected now that she had a front row seat. Still, given the sheer amount of photos being taken and videos being recorded, it made her a little antsy. Being around so many cameras and phones reminded her how easily she had become an unintentional YouTube star.

"It's best to talk to a wall than him."

Blinking between them, Kaori smiled a bit,
I think I'll let him decide if there is any truth to that, but thanks for the tip.
She responded warmly, not really bothered or perturbed by the warning. Though it did raise a few questions. She would let the answers to those questions come out on their own as she got to know the two better. She knew how damaging assumptions and gossip could become, so she refused to make an assumption of someone based on the words of another, still, she believed in the old saying that sugar catches more flies than vinegar. It was always best to display basic social etiquette when possible.

“I appreciate your concern. I am Belrose, Aeon. It is a pleasure to meet you, Himewari-san.”

After interacting with them a bit, Kaori really was convinced they were complete opposites, but that didn't bother her, variety is what made the world a better place. Without it, getting to know people would get pretty dull. It was just nice to have a conversation with someone who wasn't making fun of her for that dumb video,
It seems the costumes do you both justice.
Kaori concluded, noting how whoever chose their costumes had a good grasp of caricature. Given the blond, who just recently revealed his name to be Aeon, went back to work, her attention returned solely to the Nekomimi. There would be time to try and make friends later, for now, she was just having a bit of fun.

"You can say it's a special thing only for a week. So, better take all the pictures you want. Kaori-chan. Your name fits you. Nice fragrance."

The fact that he drew closer made her brown eyes widen, it was unexpected, but also it made her just a tad frightened. She couldn't even move. Laughter, being cold, the memories flashed through her mind like a movie in fast-forward. It might have seemed like the Nekomimi (Kazuki) had unhinged the confident girl, but it honestly wasn't embarrassment that had her so startled, although that was not to say he had not embarrassed her, because he certainly had. She was still a girl and not nearly as immune to the bad boy flair as she thought herself to be. No, her reaction, it was more of... PTSD? That was the best way to put it. Being close to males did not frighten her, but rejection did, being seen by others did, a possible repeat of what had happened with Kei did,
Guess I've been found out, huh?
Her voice was extra quiet, only loud enough for him to hear. It was shaken, and even though she put on a smile, petrified. It was only for a moment, so for the most part, she managed to keep it together. She couldn't show how much she was worried by his actions, she had to play off that the majority of her reaction had come from her embarrassment,
I'm flattered, Nekomimi.
She dubbed him that as she didn't know his name, but it always was incredibly fun to say.

"Now, go and eat up. Can't have a cute girl starving now."

Realizing lunch would end soon Kaori decided to do as he said, but before she went on her own way she took another picture, from where she stood just because of his comment about taking as many as she liked. With that and a wave to both of the boys, whether the distant one noticed or not, Kaori ventured off to find a seat. Once she found an unoccupied space she started to eat peacefully, more than content even though she was sitting by herself. She texted with her father back and forth as she ate, and even if she wasn't paying attention to what she was doing, her eating habits eerily immaculate. Like she was terrified of spilling anything. The truth was, she absolutely was. If anyone here had seen that video, she didn't want to jog their memory, not even a little bit. Also, while she could not control the spread of the video, she could control her level of hygiene. Ever since that incident, Kaori decided to focus on things she could control, perhaps a little too much, but that was yet to be decided.






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Lost in a daze as he tried to ignore the girls he had been seated with. It was easier than normal, given he had Johnny between him and those giggling sirens. Still, it kept him on edge and made eating his lunch very difficult. He barely noticed that he was separated from Johnny after the bell rang, but he was thankful that the other junior had helped him find the cafeteria. He would have to thank him again later. Kei made his exit before the Art girls could capture him and elicit an unfavorable response from him. The last thing he wanted to do was end up in the principal's office. As he was leaving the lunchroom, his eyes fell on her. Immediately his entire form shivered and he quickly shoved his way through the sea of random students, regardless of who he had to push aside.

Once he had a breath of fresh air and was away from the girl of his past, Kei relaxed a little. He made his way toward the classrooms. It was the one place he knew how to find easily enough. He received a text from his mom, a common occurrence given his unusual phobia. After the incident with Kaori, he often received random 'check-in' texts from his parents. He did his best to avoid girls, but it seemed that regaining the trust of his parents would not be so easy. It wasn't like he could blame them. His actions were an embarrassment not just to his parents, but to her as well. He had put Kaori through so much humiliation, he didn't even realize how much. He was abruptly torn from his school immediately after, his parents attempting to avoid a lawsuit. They didn't even give him a chance to apologize. How was he supposed to face her now? What was he supposed to say to her? After treating her like that, could words even mend things? Sighing to himself, Kei massaged the back of his neck, attempting to ease the tension that formed there as he stressed over the incident, reliving it over and over like a broken record, Perhaps it's better if I pretend she isn't here... I don't want to cause her any further trouble, and it's not like anything has changed... I'm still...useless. Kei lamented. It was difficult being unable to repair his damaged relationship with someone he used to care about so much. He could never truly make it right, but he felt that he owed her something. Anything. An explanation at the very least.

Wandering the halls, Kei finally looked up, seeing his classroom in the distance. Well, that was a relief. Maybe his biological compass wasn't so unreliable after all? Nah. It was likely just a lucky break. Either way, Kei rushed to class. Perhaps he would be able to snag a window seat if their chairs weren't assigned. Once he made it, he realized his lunch buddy was the only other student present in the junior science class at the moment. It was a bit lucky, considering he still had to thank him, "Thanks for all of that before... Sorry I was so quiet back there... Those girls were...something else." Kei grinned at him as he rubbed the back of his neck, trying not to give away how nervous girls made him. Just remembering how lively and confident they were made him feel uneasy. Anything could have gone wrong, but thankfully they were much too focused on Johnny. None of them had touched him, which was a huge relief, but it felt like he was playing with fire these days. Would he always end up this lucky or was his luck going to run out soon? How long could he avoid physical contact with a female student? Noticing Johnny was trying to familiarize himself with the materials before class, Kei raised a hand, casually making his exit. He needed to claim a seat before the good ones were all taken so Kei went to the far back, slipping into the window seat. He preferred those spots, it would give him something to focus on whenever class took a boring turn. Laying his head on his bag, Kei decided to take a nap before class started. The past few days had been very troubling, and he needed the extra rest, even if it was only for a few extra minutes. Besides... after being in such a crowded room and realizing Kaori had transferred here, he would need a lot of bonus energy just to get through the day.

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While walking to class, Akira could not help thinking back to her deal with a certain Devil. As long as she casually avoided him, it would be fine, right? It wasn't like they actually met that often. Once the pace of classes picked up she doubted there would be a lot of time for her to bump into the troublemaking senior. If I do that though..is it breaking the deal? I never really went out of my way to see him, except during Tag Rugby... so it's not like it would be a sudden change. Messing up her hair with her left hand, Akira sighed to herself. No matter how she looked at it, she was over thinking this. The logical thing to do was to turn herself in to the school staff before he had a chance, but there was still the matter that she could possibly face charges at least for falsifying documents. It would bring light that she stole and trashed many of her own medical records.. there was a lot that could go wrong in that situation. I'm screwed.. Akira sighed again. It was becoming a terrible habit, but she just couldn't help it. This issue was very troubling, and there seemed to be no way out without inconveniencing her grandmother. Lost in her own thoughts, Akira wasn't aware of the student running straight in her direction.

Lost and desperately trying to find her class, Kaori was panicking as she ran along. Before she realized there was a boy walking along the path, she was already on a collision course. Trying to stop, she still bumped into him, her face planting against his back as the two of them crashed into the grass. Kaori winced a bit, slowly sitting up, "G-Gomenasai!" She exclaimed quickly, standing up and offering the boy a hand. Her cheeks flushed a bit, a little embarrassed that she had rammed into him like that. When Akira turned around to face her, Kaori's eyes lit up. He was absolutely adorable! Was it legal for a boy to be that pretty? "I'm lost and late for class. It's my first day. I am Himewari, Kaori..a first year." She introduced herself quickly, lowering her head in shame.

Laughing a bit, Akira waved her hands when she saw how flustered Kaori was, "It's all good. I'm Blake, Akira. I'm one of the freshman class representatives. I can walk you to class if you like. I know the way." Akira accepted her help up, dusting off her male uniform. The girl was at least five inches shorter than herself. For once Akira felt kind of tall. It seemed that Japanese girls were generally shorter than she was, not something she was accustomed to back home. For someone posing as a male, Akira was on the short side, so it was nice to feel tall, even if only for a moment.

The walk was painfully quiet, but that was to be expected after what Akira had just been through, with her hands tucked away in her pockets Akira sighed. Kaori could tell that something was bothering him, but she didn't know Akira well enough to ask so she kept the thought to herself. Eventually, they arrived at class, but not until Akira helped Kaori draw for her Kris Kringle. She had responsibilities now as a class president, even if she wasn't thrilled about the position. Akira slipping next to Rhys. She didn't pick up on his vibe until after she sat down, "....I come in peace?" She said in an uncertain tone, daring to sit next to him when it seemed no one else had the courage to. She only offered to bring the girl to class, and she had done that. She didn't have anything else to say to her, as Akira wasn't in a sociable mood. Still, sitting next to a familiar face eased her spirits a bit as Akira pulled her book out, leaning toward Rhys to peek at the page he was turned to before flipping through her own until she found the appropriate page, "Want to play some basketball this weekend to blow off steam? If you're free that is... Anyone's welcome to come if you want to bring friends.." She asked nonchalantly, stretching and closing her eyes with a tired yawn. She ended up rambling on though, because even though Rhys didn't know she was a girl, after Kazuki found out she was hyper paranoid that it was suddenly very obvious. Normally she wouldn't have offered to hang out outside of school so early in a friendship, but she needed to sweat away her frustrations. After everything that happened lately, she needed to do something productive...far, far away from that blasted blue collar Academy. Even if he said no, she planned to go out and shoot some hoops sometime that weekend. She really needed to study, but she couldn't even think properly as flustered and irritated as she was in that moment.

Kaori ended up sitting next to a blonde student (Bishop), she was a little worried about sitting next to a guy for whatever experiment was going on, but she didn't have much choice, "Hey there, I am Himewari, Kaori... I can sit here right?" She asked after the fact. She realized it might have been a little rude, biting her bottom lip. She really needed to work on her manners but that was a problem to be handled at a later date. Right now there was an assignment and he seemed to have already begun, "Uhm what page should I turn to? I'm not that good, but I definitely want to do my part." she asked pulling her textbook out, an innocent look of determination in her eyes as she expressed her intention to help even though she often received bad marks. She didn't want to come across as someone who skated by on someone else's efforts... Even though she wasn't good in school, she planned to do her best. It wasn't for the lack of trying, that much was certain. Smiling a little, she waited for him to answer, her golden brown eyes blinking as he had her full attention.






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He had just gathered the belongings to start the experiment when a voice came to him suddenly. "Hey there, I am Himewari, Kaori... I can sit here right?" He blinked seeing the girl and shrugged with a small smile. "Sure! I just realized that I'm supposed to have a partner for this experiment anyways. Trander Bishop." Bishop would make room on the desk for her to set up and get into the groove of things, almost forgetting to introduce himself but he caught himself. "Uhm what page should I turn to? I'm not that good, but I definitely want to do my part." He blinked and turned to his own book to double check his page again. "120! It's called the Ferromagnetic Experiment." He looked at the determined expression on the girl's face (Kaori) rather appreciative that she wanted to put in her share of work.

With that, Bishop would slow down to let her set things up. If there was someone to not really know Japanese customs extremely well, then Bishop would be the person for that. Kaori[/i] seemed to luck out. Following the instructions, he read the material and would proof it with [u]Kaori before proceeding with each step. Of course, every now and again he would glance up to see what Mrs. Kita was doing and make sure that they weren't messing things up. He'd turn back to Kaori with a soft smile, calmly placing material together. "So... If we do this first, then seal it. Then the powder should be suspended properly. It seems pretty simple actually." Having taken the proper measurements of powder and fluid, he'd pass it over to Kaori so she could pour then seal it. If they did everything right, then no water should leak and the powder should follow the polarity of the magnet. The contrast of their eyes would meet when they finished, he was smiling much more now excited to see the results. "Ready?" However, hearing a commotion distracted him as a girl seemed to call out in shock.

When he looked to see what was happening, he saw the girl that yelled at him earlier (Yuuki) trying to get a phone from a boy that was holding it out of her reach. His face immediately grimaced seeing what he perceived as a bully was messing with her, even if the purple haired girl (Yuuki) had scolded him for literally nothing, nobody deserved to be bullied. He managed to catch all this right before she fell into him, then the phone was tossed and he hugged her back. Now completely frowning, he felt a slight tightness in his chest as he was ready to step in if things continued momentarily diverting his attention from Kaori to Yuuki and the bully (Rocco). He also wasn't aware that Yuuki was the class president. But if any of them looked, they'd see the foreign looking boy giving the other boys a disapproving look as well as a bit more tense than a normal bystandered would be. He wasn't the type to just let something happen.
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Image"Sure! I just realized that I'm supposed to have a partner for this experiment anyways. Trander Bishop."

Repeating his name in her head several times, Kaori was a bit intimidated. It was a very English name, she worried she wouldn't pronounce it right, "I'm relieved actually, things are easier with help and definitely more fun." Kaori responded and smiled toward him. Even if he was a very friendly person, he was still male, it was difficult to lower her guard. Her smile wavered slightly, but only for a moment. He was a seating partner and this was an assignment. She would give it her best, even if she felt a little on edge.

Scanning the page, Kaori felt her body go rigid. She didn't understand this at all. Still, she said she would do her best so she would assist him in any way that she could. What did he call this...? Something magnet experiment..? Nothing here looks like a magnet to me... but what do I know? Kaori thought to herself. As they worked on the experiment together it started to make more sense. Kaori was fairly careful about not invading his space or the other way around, but she didn't avoid him like the plague either, just comfortably distant.

She had a keen sense of personal space, but touch wasn't an issue if it was needed, like passing materials. Kaori was careful as she did her part. She was very careful, nervous of messing up. she spilled a little, but not enough to completely ruin the experiment, "Ah...Gomen..!" she quietly apologized after sealing the container, hoping it would still work. She didn't hear the other girl (Yuuki), but her attention shifted to where Bishop was looking once she sat down the container.

When she saw Bishop's reaction, Kaori slightly tugged his sleeve, "It could be nothing serious, right?" She tried to see the best in the situation, considering they didn't have all of the details. She didn't see a problem with it, at least he (Rocco) positively received her. He didn't POUR A DRINK on her like SOMEBODY... Her sights were on Kei, who seemed to be an accomplice. She hated him with a burning passion, and now she was the one with a disapproving look, but hers was solely focused on Kei himself, she was not concerned with the embracing pair at all. Okay, perhaps that was a bit bitter... I'm such a hypocrite...

"I think we did it? Sorry for making a mess. I hope I didn't spoil the effort we put into it." Kaori said to Bishop turning to their desk again, trying to distract him, but also herself. Negative thoughts would not make anything better. Smiling again, she decided to take on a more cheerful demeanor, even if she had to force it. She wasn't going to let Kei's presence get under her skin, "Arigato, I appreciate you letting me pair up with you on this project, Trander-san." Kaori thanked him properly, doing everything in her power to distract herself until class was over.

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As a new day began, Kaori was very sleepy. She was up all night studying, well.. attempting to... but she didn't make a lot of progress. She was the type that subconsciously sabotaged themselves when it came to such monotonous tasks. She found every excuse to take a break from her studies, even going as far as cleaning her room because it was 'distracting' her. Now she had zero energy to start her day, sipping at a cup of tea trying to jump start herself. Stepping out of the car when she arrived at school, Kaori sighed to herself. She had no idea how to handle the Kris Kringle ordeal. She had never bought anything for a boy aside from her dad... and to beat it all...she didn't even know the person she was supposed to buy a gift for!!! Who is Rocco Murray and how am I supposed to even know how to contact him to give him his gift in the first place? She stared down at the slip of paper with the unfamiliar name written on it that she received the day before, sighing hopelessly.

She settled down at a bench and minded her own business as she drank her tea. Kaori didn't go out of her way to avoid people, but she did wish to finish her drink in peace. She needed the caffeine boost, but she felt there wasn't enough tea in the world to fix her sleep deprivation. Just after she threw away her drink and returned to where she previously sat, Kaori felt a hand brush through her hair. She didn't know anyone at the school well enough for them to be that familiar with her so she quickly shot her head around to see who had touched her.

"Oh? It's not stiff.. I could have sworn hair like that would require hairspray. It's pretty soft actually."

The voice belonged to an older boy. Her eyes widened a bit in surprise, as she did not recognize him at all. Why did he suddenly feel the need to touch her so casually? He was a complete stranger! Deciding not to make a huge scene, Kaori tried to reason with him calmly first, "I'm not comfortable with that, please don't do that again." She stated firmly. Her father told her that she would have to be direct and stern when dealing with unwanted touch, but she was definitely a bit nervous. She had never dealt with a pushy guy like this before. How was she supposed to get out of this without drawing a humiliating level of attention to herself?

"I'm your Senpai, you shouldn't be like that. You're new, right? Just relax. Let's get to know each other."

His argument sent a shiver down her spine. Did he really think that gave him a right to touch her as he liked? When she chose to stand up and walk away from him she felt his hand around her wrist, preventing her from leaving and she froze as she tried to figure out how to handle this without making a scene... screaming was out of the question and if she hit him she would surely get in trouble as well... "Let go. This isn't okay." she snapped quietly, attempting to snatch her wrist from his hold as her brown eyes glared up at him, but she was visibly intimidated by him.

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Rocco was still watching the entrance when a sight down below caught his eye. "Someone should probably do something about that." he pointed as a senior was getting awfully comfortable with a junior girl (Kaori). Hoga-san the sophomore only took a quick glance seemingly disinterested. "Maybe someone should." He replied, turning back to his phone and praying to God that Ursula would arrive soon because he had a gut feeling Rocco was about to run off again. How long did she expect him to capture Rocco's attention? Rocco stopped leaning on the railings, stretching before turning right around to take the stairs. "Hey, you're not going down there for that are you? It's a long walk." Hoga-san tried to discourage him. "I might not make it in time but I'm in a good mood. Seeya!" Rocco gave him a backhand wave as he opened the rooftop door and started descending, humming a random tune.

As the school building was practically empty of students, Rocco's travel time wasn't that bad. He made it out in time to see the same people but the situation had changed to the senior gripping the girl's wrist and the girl (Kaori) trembling like a mouse snatched up by a cat. Rocco kept his head down low, trying to blend as a normal passerby until he got closer to the situation. Eventually, he was close enough to hear the voices too. "Let go. This isn't okay." He had to resist the urge to laugh because with her lack of composure, the guy wasn't going to listen. Rocco should know. "Why? You have a boyfriend?" The senior asked, still holding her wrist. "Hey, maybe she does." Rocco finally spoke up when he was standing directly next to the senior. His words could almost imply that he was it but it was up in the air for interpretation. By the time the senior's eyes registered the new face, Rocco's eyes had grown intense only in his view as his back was to the girl. "Want to risk it?" He smirked cockily. There was no denying at that point in his look alone that he was prepared to fight. Hell, even welcomed it. The senior was caught off guard by that expression, letting go of the girl out of a wary instinct to listen to the warning.

Rocco's posture relaxed, his back straightening when the senior began to back off. His eyes remained steady and glued to him but his mouth twitched into a more innocent smile of sorts. "Have a good morning, senpai." Rocco greeted politely, pocketing his hands as the senior gritted his teeth but moved on as he was encouraged to do. The guy wasn't confident in a one on one confrontation and assured himself he'd take Rocco on another time. Little did Rocco know that he was getting a reputation in notoriety after all the stunts he pulled with Sora and the guy back at the host club which contributed to the senior's unwillingness to fight now. If not for that, it was really unlikely that a senior would listen to a junior at all. Rocco then turned right around to get a proper look at the girl. She was cute and had interesting lively hair but he wasn't going to say it after the ordeal. Afterall, it had worked her up enough to shake like that. Instead, he continued to smile like normal and his eyes held a soft friendly glow as he patiently awaited what she had to say.

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The girl's phone was tossed at him and Kei caught it, blinking down at the device, "Hmm?" He barely muttered under his lips but Rocco did his part and embraced the girl, preventing her from coming closer. That was a relief in itself so he relaxed a bit, reading the text that was in question. He instantly snickered. He didn't mean to, but as he was reading he accidentally pressed send. The phone was far cheaper than he was used to, and his tensing frame made it fairly obvious he was now panicking, "S-shit.." Kei stared down at what he had done, slowly scooting the phone across the table. The damage had been done. He rubbed the back of his neck nervously, hoping this wasn't going to be a big issue. He knew how girls could be... he didn't want her to overreact over an accident.

"I was just trying to read it. Gomen, Gomen." He apologized, though he knew that a simple apology could not take back the mistake he had made. At least she would have her phone back at least, right? He couldn't wait for class to end... he really fucked up this time.






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By some stroke of luck, the female freshman class president did not manage to get her hands on him, but he was still a little on edge even though it was a brand new day. Hopefully, the events of their science class would be forgotten, but perhaps that was simply wishful thinking on his part? Stuffing his hands in his pocket he walked past other students as he crossed the school grounds. He gave each a brief, disinterested stare, but he perked up a bit when he saw Rocco getting into trouble again. He didn't catch what was being said. Kei was much too far away and was contentedly nibbling on a piece of brown sugar toast. He was in no rush and it seemed to be of little import, Rocco managed to run off the boy that seemed to be annoying a girl that arrived late to class the day befo.. Himewari-san?! He immediately tensed and sped up his pace. What was she doing here of all places? His parents brought him here to escape his ordeal with her! Was she following him to ruin his life?! What was worse, she was talking to one of the only people who he could deem as his first 'friend' at the academy. Hissing in irritation he sped past them, keeping considerable distance. He was tired, which was typically his permanent state of existence, but this exhausted him even more. He was too busy with Rocco and Yuuki the day before, he didn't realize it was actually Kaori who arrived late. He only saw the back of her head, and to him, hair all looked the same. Who was he to assume that she was the only one with hair like that? Women were always doing weird crap with their hair, and he certainly was no expert on the matter.

Did it bother him that his potential friend was the one to rescue his once-crush? A little, but he was still glad that Rocco had done it. He would have felt inclined to help had he arrived earlier and that would not have been good for anyone. It wasn't like he could just apologize for what he had done, besides, even if it was enough, nothing had changed. He still couldn't handle it if she decided to touch him. He was broken and it was best to manage his impairment, not to test it. Even if it wasn't, it was less chaotic to hide his issues with the fairer sex than to face them head-on. No one would have the patience to deal with a boy who was this damaged, especially not high school girls. He'd just get deemed as a 'weirdo' and he'd probably lose male friends while he was at it. If he couldn't flirt with and date girls wouldn't other guys just assume he was gay? Sure, he liked other guys, but he preferred girls... I suppose, at the end of the day, I'm just defective.

Plopping down on a bench near the closest building, leaning back a little and staring up at the dreary sky, Kei contemplated his options. He could simply avoid her the entire year, right? If it proved to be far too difficult he could transfer after the year was over, right? He knew his parents wouldn't like another switch, but he knew if they found out about Kaori now, they'd immediately pull him from Airdalen and he didn't feel like starting at a new school again this early in the school year. It was already lonely enough, given all of his childhood friends were at his old school, in his old hometown. He missed them more than he chose to let on, and the depressing weather was doing very little to ease his mood. Maybe I should just accept that I deserve this. I did humiliate her...even if that wasn't a conscious decision... I suppose this is what they call karma? He thought to himself as he continued to barely nibble on the toast he had in his mouth.





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"Why? You have a boyfriend?"

Twitching a bit, the older student had hit a soft spot. Kaori certainly did not have a boyfriend, but that wasn't the difficult part. Quickly she was trying to decide if she should try to bluff through it or not. If she came up with a believable story, perhaps it would get the persistent senior off her back, but then again, if she failed to fool him it could only make him angry, "Actually.." She began hesitantly, stumbling to come up with a believable lie as she went along. The brunette hesitated a bit, drawing blanks as she tried to come up with a guy's name on the spot, but she was unwilling to give up so soon, cursing Kei in her mind. If things had gone differently, perhaps she would have actually had one, and she knew he would have protected her in this situation. He was always getting into fights back then, but for some reason, fate seemed to have a personal vendetta to settle. Her luck just wasn't that great the past year or so. Kei, while attending this school, did not give a damn about her anymore... She had been tossed aside and humiliated when he grew bored of flirting with her back then. Kaori gave her wrist another sudden tug, realizing she lost her window of believability, but it wasn't going anywhere. The senior's grip was stronger than her ability to pull her arm away.

"Hey, maybe she does. Want to risk it?"

Just as it seemed she would have to humor the senior's intentions, someone came to her aid. She didn't recognize the voice, but that was to be expected. The only people she had met at this school aside from Kei were little more than strangers. Kaori's eyes shifted to the boy who intervened (Rocco), biting her bottom lip nervously. Anyone with eyes would have been a bit worried. The senior was taller than they were, and she was afraid a fight would break out. She didn't want to draw major attention to herself, given the video of her that went viral. What if someone recognized her? Normally she would have been defensive and denied having a boyfriend, but it seemed wise to play along because she had not been doing so good as far as getting herself out of this mess was concerned. She was a bit surprised that a complete stranger would come to her aid, so when her wrist was released Kaori only took a few steps back, rubbing the area with her other hand. She let out an annoyed huff, a little embarrassed that she needed to be saved in the first place. Her father would have been disappointed in her for not being more direct and firm with the senior... The thought was depressing in itself, but she couldn't dwell on it. She had someone to thank now that her hand had stopped shaking. Normally she was alright with a gesture as small as that, but her guard was on hyperdrive ever since the incidence with Kei.

"Have a good morning, senpai."

Biting her bottom lip a bit harder, Kaori managed to silence the urge to laugh as the senior retreated, instead, her eyes shifted to her rescuer, "Thank you." She smiled gratefully. As she looked the boy over better now that things had calmed down, Kaori began to wonder why the senior backed down to him at all. He wasn't very tall, sure he was several inches taller than her, but who wasn't? Kaori was well aware that she was rather tiny in every regard. He had a young face, very boyish. Just how old was this boy (Rocco)? His look was more 'adorable' than it was 'frightening'.. so she was failing to put the pieces together. Was the senior just a chicken where other males were involved? Kaori shook off her thoughts, "Oh, I am Himewari, Kaori, by the way." pointing to herself as she introduced herself. She was guilty of using her hands quite a bit when she spoke, but she was also slightly rocking back and forth from heel to toe. Now that she was no longer being manhandled, her slightly hyperactive personality was returning, and regardless of Kaori trying to remain emotionally distant from others at this school, both male and female, he (Rocco) had made a good first impression. It doesn't change anything, but I gotta admit I'm glad he came. Kaori thought to herself.

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Just as she tried to move away, time stopped. Yuuki felt herself being embraced by the troublemaker and if her cheeks lit up before, they were blazing red now. Inside Yuuki was screaming, but all she could do at first was stand there, blinking like an idiot. Did he really just hug her in front of everyone!? Why was he so familiar with girls all of the time and why did that include her!? [ What if others decided to follow suit and approach her as they wished? Just because she was class president did not mean she had changed her goal of avoiding intimate relationships, friendship or otherwise! Maybe I went overboard when I called us friends back in the gym after all... she thought to herself.

"Are you really sorry or do I have to make you sorry, Prez?"

Although her 'freeze' reaction dissipated soon enough, she was brought to her senses when he spoke, "Cut it out. I have club activities to attend!" She reminded him quietly, a desperate attempt to wiggle free from his hold. However, with one of his arms around her shoulders and the other around her waist, it wasn't an easy feat for the petite class president. Besides, she had to rescue her phone and delete the words he put in that text!! She wasn't able to muster up the strength to free herself from Rocco's hold, but she did lightly hit his sides with her balled up fists to vent some of her frustration and embarrassment. Even if she were to decide to hit him seriously, Yuuki was...pretty pathetic. She never made a habit of hitting anyone so she wasn't very good at it.

"S-shit.. I was just trying to read it. Gomen, Gomen."

And that was when her world crashed into a million itty bitty pieces. How was she supposed to explain a text like that to her mother!? What if her father saw it!? In that moment, she wanted to die. Yuuki managed to pry herself free finally and picked up her phone, her head dropping in defeat when she realized it definitely sent, "Why were you reading it in the first place!? We have archery practice, or did you forget that?" She snapped at Kei. Realizing he was only partially at fault, Yuuki thrust the phone into her pocket and seized her belongings from the table. She had to get to the Kyudojo. Without another word she stormed out, her blush gone now that she was very obviously furious. It was all fun and games until the text had been sent. She couldn't overlook that.

She was able to practice for the first time, and she had to admit, she was able to blow off some steam, even if she was terrible. She made one shot before the practice was over, so the day ended on a good note. She spent the rest of the evening studying once she got home, spreading a blanket out on the floor by her favorite window of the apartment her parents paid for. Coming home to an empty place reminded her why she was attending school at Airdalen, and it always put her back in the mindset that she needed to focus on what was important: her studies.

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Image Yuuki woke up on the floor, groaning from her sore muscles. She couldn't believe she fell asleep studying by the window, but as she sat up to stretch it was clear that she had passed out somewhere along the lines of her late study session. It was impossible to get any sleep after what happened, and her mind immediately shifted when she realized she had a lot of missed calls from her mother.

As she stretched once more with a yawn, Yuuki unfortunately recalled the text from the day before that was sent from her phone:

"I changed my mind. The cot in my room is a greeeeat idea."


Calling up her mom as she went to her room to change, Yuuki only realized she was in her middle school uniform when she took her Airdalen uniform off the rack. I didn't realize I was this sentimental... Yuuki thought to herself bitterly as she carefully removed it. It was slightly worn, but given its age, it was in nice condition. Yuuki knew how to take care of things, a side effect of growing up poor. When her mom picked up the phone Yuuki had to spend the entirety of her morning routine explaining the text to her mother who was absolutely dying laughing by the end of the story. Why was she the only one not amused!? She begged her mother not to tell her dad, which thankfully her mother agreed would have been a terrible idea.

Saying goodbye to her mother, Yuuki dropped the call and rushed to the station, she needed to get on the train if she wanted to make it to school on time. Reading an excerpt from her cram school pamphlet, Yuuki began filling the answers in with a pen. She was sure of herself so she didn't feel the need to have the chance to correct herself. A few boys standing further down pointed and were surprised she was using a pen on her work, but she ignored them. They were of no importance. She did not know them, nor did she care to. Besides, she had more than enough of male presence for the moment. If she never saw another boy it would be too soon because what happened at Airdalen the day before.

When she made it to her stop, Yuuki scurried off and ran the rest of the way to Airdalen, book in hand. She nearly ran into another student just before she met the gates of the academy, but managed to skid to a halt before that happened. She needed a break for a moment anyhow, the nonathletic girl somewhat winded. When she had caught her breath, Yuuki looked up she noticed there were two students instead of one. Taking a few steps back, Yuuki waved to them, both whom she was slightly familiar with, "Ohayo gozaimasu, Hakuryu-senpai." She greeted, then her eyes landed on Kazuki, the one she nearly ran into. She was well aware of his name and his status as her senpai, but she refused to acknowledge someone so loud and boisterous as her senior. Moving on, Yuuki continued on her way to class, noting that Rocco was with yet another girl she did not recognize (Kaori). It was fine though, it meant he would be too occupied to interupt her intentions of studying once she made it to the classroom. Her nose crinkled however as she passed by Kei, the source of her latest humiliation. When she arrived in the classroom of their first class Yuuki sighed in relief that she was able to face everyone at school. Taking a seat in the main back by the window seeing as no one else had arrived yet, Yuuki hoped to keep a low profile until her pride recovered. The quiet was a perfect setting for her to get some extra studying in anyway. Perhaps it would be okay...if she just kept her mind at bay.





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Rocco watched all the girl's hyper movements with curiosity. When he first happened upon her, she was really shaken up but it seemed she'd shaken the shake off and bounced back into high spirits. It was interesting the quick shift in gears but a good quality to have all things considered. "Oh, I am Himewari, Kaori, by the way." Even more interesting, she was his new kris kringle assignment. What a coincidence? His other one left the school or something like that. It wasn't his business anymore. Found you.

His eyes got distracted for a second however, causing his smile to fade just a little. "Well, Himewari-san.. I'm Murray, Rocco." Rocco said quieter. His left hand reached out to gently caress the back of her head, touching the same hair the other guy did that made her uncomfortable before but after giving her some time to adjust to his surprise hold of her, he leaned in lower and closer to whisper at her side his reason for it. "But shh... he's still watching."

He urged her to keep quiet about the introductions. If it was obvious he was just defending her on the spur of the moment, what was to keep that guy from trying to get his way again? His eyes drifted off to the side where the senior was walking. The unnamed senior was far enough but the morning wasn't busy enough to block them out of range entirely. He also saw some familiar faces like Kei and Yuuki passing through at a quick pace. He would've waved or said something but he was occupied and it looked like they had places to go too. Yesterday, was a funny class though. "So, how do you want to play this? Something tells me the moment I leave you alone, he'll be back. Persistent fella." Rocco's brown eyes returned back to Kaori, releasing her from his grasp as soon as he said what he had to say. He left the next move up to her. From what he'd seen, even hair contact was pushing a button. He already breached that to make a point but any further than that was going to be her call this time. He'd left his words open to interpretation when he said she maybe has a boyfriend. What are the chances she'd like to play pretend? It was slim but it'd be fun even for just a morning. Anyway, it wasn't his choice to make. They could just pretend to be friends only but he wasn't going to enjoy it as much. If he got bored, he might even go ahead without her and let someone else be a hero but who was to say someone would? He was her best bet unless she wanted to risk going solo from this point onward.

Rocco took a step back to show he was ready to take off if he was unwanted and make her decision appear more urgent. "Will you be okay on your own?" he asked resuming normal volume, his face and tone giving no sign of his devious side. He even came across as genuinely worried in his question. Rocco was giving her choices, ready to leave her alone if that was what she wanted.. Was he such a bad guy? He'd done his part. His egotistical thoughts kicked in. This is my gift to you little kris kringle. I won't pretend to be just anyone's boyfriend.. If she took too long to make up her mind or stayed silent too long, he'd start walking.


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As he spoke the name that was written on her paper she received for the Kris Kringle event, her eyes widened in surprise making it all too clear she recognized his name, from somewhere at least, Did he just say his name was Murray, Rocco? Kaori pondered, making sure she heard him correctly. This reaction somewhat concealed that Rocco's touch had caught her off guard, well, to anyone watching them. However, on closer inspection, her big, bright brown eyes shifted nervously trying to gauge what Rocco's intentions were. Why would he rescue her just to terrorize her in the same fashion? That wouldn't make a whole lot of sense, well, at least not to a naive girl like Kaori.

"But shh... he's still watching."

Luckily she didn't have to wait very long for an answer, very subtly nodding her head. It made sense now, but still... it was slightly uncomfortable. While it had been some time since she had been close to anyone, in the last two days two guys had gotten this close without actually meaning any real harm: The guy from the lunch line (Kazuki), and now her Kris Kringle, Rocco. Before them, the last guy to get this close had betrayed her. It wasn't necessarily fear of being touched, but a fear of letting history repeat itself. What if she let someone in and it led to yet another viral humiliation? Would she survive it? She didn't know if she had that kind of tenacity anymore.

"So, how do you want to play this? Something tells me the moment I leave you alone, he'll be back. Persistent fella."

The space that was given to her a chance to take a breath and look at the situation objectively, but it also meant she was on a clock. It didn't look like he was going to stay past his welcome if she didn't need him. He made a solid argument though. While Kaori had no clue what went on inside a guy's mind, she knew that some of them did not seem to understand what the meaning of 'no' was, and that senior definitely seemed to be a part of that lesser, absolutely disgusting breed of men. It didn't take her long to agree that she was a sitting duck on her own, but that didn't make presenting him with any answer any easier. One glance to each side proved that nearly everyone had a 'clique' even if it was just one other person... Kaori had no such ties. Everyone she had met so far were little more than passing faces. None of them had stuck around long enough for her to make an informed decision about them.

"Will you be okay on your own?"

The question reminded her of the urgency, Kaori feeling her left hand ball into a gentle fist, almost extending out to his, but it stopped roughly an inch or so away from his as if there was an invisible barrier between them. While no one else seemed to notice, at least not yet, even if there wasn't a physical barrier... there was a psychological one. "What do you have in mind? I guess I could play along." She asked him curiously, deciding to take her chances with Rocco instead of the senior. It seemed like the safer bet on the surface, but she figured she would find out if it was the best choice soon enough.

Image Surrendering to the fact that she was no longer as brave as she once was, Kaori began to retract her hand. The fact that she was unable to initiate even something as trivial as hand holding... it was frustrating, and that was putting it mildly. She had held so many hands in the past, both boys and girls... It should have been so simple, yet suddenly it wasn't. It's just holding hands! Why is it so hard!? Kaori screamed at herself internally, irritated by her cowardice. It wasn't like it even meant anything! Why couldn't she even bring herself to pretend!? Had it really come to that? Besides, she needed to talk to him about the event, so she had a reason to keep him around other than her fear. What is wrong with me...? The thought occurred to her many times over the last few months, so she quickly shook it off, refusing to let her doubts take root, especially not in public.


Before things got awkward, Kaori decided to drop the bomb she had been holding onto for a while, "Oh, before I forget to mention it, I drew your name for the Christmas event." Sure, it wasn't a huge deal, but now that he knew, she would be able to discuss it with him later. She had a few ideas, but she didn't want to give too much away.





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Rocco noticed her reaching out although it was barely anything with that distance. "What do you have in mind? I guess I could play along." He smiled seeing as he was selected over the senior. It worked like a charm. “Depends how good you are at acting,” he replied, trying not to give himself away. It was hard because he was getting a little excited about what he could do. Kaori talked the talk alright about playing along but her actions spoke the opposite, her hand that was once reaching moving back. Rocco looked at her picking up that she couldn’t do it. He didn’t know her reasons. Was it possible she was a hand-holding virgin or just hesitant because she didn’t know him? This was a whole new ball game if they were going to pretend to be a couple without touching and he wasn’t interested in playing. It wasn’t worth it. "Oh, before I forget to mention it, I drew your name for the Christmas event." Rocco almost snickered but held back. That wasn’t enough of a reason to stick around really. It was weird that they both got assigned each other but that was it. He didn’t care about presents and whatever he decided he wanted, she wasn’t up to it. He didn’t make any comment about the school activity and stayed on track with the now.

Image“R.I.P your acting skills,” he said, turning his back to her prepared to take off. Panicking, but also irritated that he was making fun of her Kaori reach forward, claiming his wrist instead of his hand, but it was something, at the very least. It wasn't as nervewracking as actually grabbing his hand, but she couldn't just let him walk away like that. It really looked like he was going to desert her but something about the look on her face when she attempted to hold hands... This is gonna suck. He had turned around at the precise moment Kaori got him, brought face-to-face again.
In that moment, Kaori could have died. He wasn't going to actually leave?! Suddenly the whole thing felt more embarrassing. Someone kill me now. Kaori's inner presence groaned inside of her head. Rocco gave the situation some thought then extended his other hand outward but not to hold. “Give me your bag. I’ll carry it.” She debated on whether she should release his other wrist or not, but slowly released her hold, forfeiting her bag to him. The strap of her bag lazily hung off one of his shoulders as he proceeded to walk ahead for the class building. “Just be honest next time m'kay? You'll raise a guy's expectations.” Great.. now I look whipped, he complained mentally but this was the only alternative he could come up with to fool the senior without touching.

Kaori didn't like being made fun of for not so obvious reasons. She felt it was obvious like everyone knew about it but pretended to be oblivious, but deep down she knew it was very unlikely that even one person at the school had seen the video. So as she caught up she explained herself, "You don't know anything about me or my acting skills. I just don't normally make a habit of holding hands with strangers. There is more to acting than romance." She asserted with a determined expression. Rocco chuckled at her defensiveness but didn't say anything else. Kaori gave his words quite a bit of thought though, realizing there was a point behind them. She never intended to be misleading, but the path to hell was paved with good intentions. She understood how things could have gone differently if he disregarded her comfort like the senior he ran off. So, in the end, she was grateful that he was bothering with her at all, "Still, I suppose I should thank you." she added as she kept a close, but comfortable distance. She wasn't shy, she had no problem reaching for his wrist before, her issue came with intimate touch only. "That you should," Rocco responded cockily with a sly smile..He'd seen her before even if not directly, his photographic memory wouldn't let him forget that she was a junior in classes with him. He held the door open to the building for Kaori to pass through first to keep up with appearances. Whenever she knew he wasn't looking Kaori stuck her tongue out at the back of his head, "Thank you~" She responded sweetly as if she had not done it at all, her hands behind her back and fingers laced.

Rocco was relieved when he could drop the act. It was supposed to be fun but this girl was a handful with her reluctance to cooperate. As soon as they reached the classroom with Yuuki present, he dropped Kaori's bag on the ground carelessly like a sack of potatoes. Kaori sweatdropped when her bag hit the floor, but she wasn't all that bothered. Her cellphone was in her pocket. Nothing breakable was inside. Rocco, on the other hand, was really bothered but about Kaori withdrawing from him and how she only managed to reach for his wrist. What's the difference between that and holding hands?

Image"Now, about earlier." He rubbed the back of his head and re-positioned himself behind Kaori, his arms dropping so he could take hold of one of her hands without warning, not giving her a chance to back out. At first, she tipped her head to the side to try and meet his gaze but was startled when she felt his hand taking hold of her's. Kaori could sense her cheeks exploding with color, suddenly thankful that he was behind her rather than in front of her. He raised their arms so she could see their hands touching clearly. "You're right. I don't know you and you don't know me but.." His thumb brushed over her knuckles. A shiver ran up her spine, but she didn't pull away. Somehow, after the taunting, this felt like a game of chicken and even if it was unnerving, she wasn't going to show how much it bothered her. How do you explain things like that without actually explaining them anyway? "I'm holding your hand and there's nothing to be afraid of. You said there's more to acting than romance. Well, there's more to hand holding than romance too." He then added a tease. "Even kids hold hands."

"You're right, we aren't kids." Kaori responded, releasing a breath she had no idea she had been holding. Was she over her apprehension just like that?

No, it wasn't that easy to get past the fears that plagued her. Did it put some things into perspective though? Well, in a way. Now that her eyes fell on the girl he had been hugging the day before (Yuuki), an idea popped up in her mind, "Well, at least now I think I know what I'm giving you for Christmas." Kaori chimed and parted from him. Rocco let her go freely because he was curious what sparked her idea for a present, tilting his head a little as he watched her run off. To prove she wasn't just some weak-willed little girl trying to tuck tail and escape she knelt down to dig a pen out of her bag instead of taking it to a desk. Although her nerves were still driving her crazy, when she returned to a standing position Kaori took hold of his hand this time before she began writing her number on his wrist, "Text that whenever, so I can give you the details in case the event gets hectic." Rocco pulled out his own phone from his pocket with his available hand and texted the number immediately to check it was the real deal. She did say whenever. When he heard the ringtone go off, he smirked and withdrew his wrist. "Alright, there's my number too." He had texted her, "By the way, you should be more careful about how you kneel down.." as if he had seen something he shouldn't have. Kaori despite feeling embarrassed rolled her eyes, deciding to call his bluff before allowing herself to torment herself over it, "What color then?" She texted back before grabbing her bag and taking a seat toward the middle of the classroom. If he knew the color, she'd start freaking out, but she was hoping he would be unable to answer. Rocco moved to take a seat too but his phone went off. Huh? He pulled it out and couldn't hide his playful smirk at her message. It was smart but he texted back anyway."Too fast to tell but I can come find out for sure if you want me to." After sending the text, he walked past Kaori's row with a slight delay like he was planning to follow through but instead just gave her an obvious once over, winked and continued to approach Yuuki. He put his hand on her desk standing in front and leaning over. "Prez," He flipped over his hand to reveal the wrist with Kaori's number. "Want to add yours? I'll need it to contact you for our date."





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Did she witness what took place between the unfamiliar brunette and Rocco? Of course, in a sense. She overheard bits and pieces, but she didn't bother looking up. She knew he had a habit of spending time with females. It wasn't news to her, and thus she was not going to waste energy pretending to be surprised that he was blatantly flirting in the same room as her. Still... she had to admit she wished he would relocate to a different room to finish whatever mating dance they were performing. A room OTHER than the one I am currently in, preferably. Yuuki thought to herself perhaps a tad too bitterly. Still, she had not entirely caught on that she was bothered by this brazen display of flirtation, not yet anyway. She knew he was coming closer. She could hear his footsteps, but Yuuki did not skip a beat. She continued writing in her booklet as if she did not suspect him at all. Even when she saw his hand on the desk, Yuuki continued to write as if he were not there at all. Ignoring those that aimed to get under one's skin was the best method of defense, was it not?

Image"Prez,"

Upon him leaning over the desk, Yuuki tensed and leaned back a little in her seat to create a little more space between them. It might have looked like a rejection, and that wasn't completely off base, but mostly it was nerves and a precautionary tactic after the day before. Realizing that he finally achieved what he aimed to do, Yuuki chose to respond. It would do no good to ignore him now that he knew he had cracked her figurative armor after all, "Yes, Murray-san?" Yuuki asked hesitantly, adjusting her glasses, not once looking up from her cram school pamphlet. Well, until the girl's number was brought to her attention, but her gaze never came above the number written on his arm. She was purposely going out of her way to deny him eye contact. It was petty, but it gave her a sense of control over their interaction that she really needed to cling to for once.

"Want to add yours? I'll need it to contact you for our date."

Simply staring at his exposed arm for a moment, Yuuki looked up at him with a blank expression, "You mean you didn't snatch that up when you had the chance?" She asked in a somewhat accusatory tone, referring to when he stole her phone as leverage. It was sort of his fault that the text was sent at all, now that she thought about it... Still, she had to answer the actual question if she ever wished to get back to studying so she held the bridge of her nose as she mentally chose the calmest response she could actually muster given her leftover embarrassment for being hugged in the middle of class AND her mother getting sent such a humiliating text, "No." She stated flatly, blatantly refusing to write her number on his arm. She wasn't a giddy high school girl and she refused to write her name and number on a boy's arm like one. It was a waste of ink and besides, ink was not meant for skin anyway. It was meant for paper. Ink was not good for the skin, it could be absorbed and even if it was written as toxin free, she did not trust such labels. Yuuki was somewhat of a conspiracy theorist, but at the least a cynic. It was just her way of seeing the world, "You can ask for it like a normal person...." She responded matter-of-factly, making a jab at the way the other girl wrote on his arm when she could have simply typed the number in herself. Yuuki thought it was a bit...excessive. Still, she realized he might have misunderstood her reaction for jealousy so she let out a sigh. She would have to eventually let him have her number, but in the meantime, she preferred to protect it "Actually...now that I've thought it through... you can just give me yours and I'll tell you where to meet me....Tomorrow. God knows what you'll do if I give you my number right now." She muttered softly, removing her phone from her pocket. Her sharp mind was finally doing her justice. It was working despite her poor quality of sleep the night before. Once her phone powered back on, Yuuki went to her contact list and raised her gaze to Rocco expectantly, "What's your number, then...?"

It took her much longer than it should have to realize what he had slipped in amongst the normal conversation, and Yuuki blushed as she realized what he had said so casually, "I-It's not a date!" she stammered, averting her gaze and staring out the window in an attempt to hide some of her embarrassment. As her seat was the main back window seat, it wasn't hard to find a distraction outside from where she sat. Even so... She couldn't believe it took her that long to notice what words he had slipped in with the rest of his statement. Perhaps it was because she slept on the floor? Rubbing her right shoulder, Yuuki winced a little. It wasn't good on the back, that was for sure. There was a time when she made fun of girls who ended up in this situation, yet here she was, stumbling for words and barely keeping control of the situation. Did she even have control of it to start with? Yuuki adjusted her class president's sleeve, sighing softly. Ever since she became the female class president her life became very difficult. It was both a blessing and a curse. To get the academic benefit she had to suffer the social aspects of the job, and this was merely one of those consequences, was it not? Being class president made it amusing to poke fun at her, right?

I suppose if he isn't taking this seriously, I shouldn't either. I suppose in that way I can follow his example. Yuuki convinced herself, returning her attention to Rocco, "Number or I'm going back to practicing French." She reminded him in an indifferent tone using her book to cover her face to show she would block him out visibly as well, not letting the series of events surrounding the playboy bother her any longer. Though one could argue her 'cold shoulder' was some jealousy seeping through the cracks of her usually dismissive demeanor. Either way, she was doing her best to become 'boring', but she had no idea how well she was doing. Whether she was failing miserably or succeeding would remain a mystery until Rocco either doubled down his taunts or gave up.





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Considering she was fairly smart, arguably the most academic in the freshman class, Yuuki felt somewhat insulted that Rocco felt he would be able to fool her with innocence after what occurred during his bathroom cleaning duty, ”Sorry to disappoint you but I am nowhere near dumb enough to fall for that act twice.” Yuuki replied with an exhausted sigh, avoiding eye contact after her awkward and embarrassing misstep. She didn’t bother raising her voice, she didn’t care if other girls knew what kind of person Rocco was or not. What they did not know wasn’t her problem. Yuuki only had to worry about herself, and she planned to look out for herself as best as she could under her circumstances, ”No offense..” she added, given her status as a class president. She couldn’t be outright rude without a visible reason, or at least she would need some kind of proof that she did not instigate it. There was a lot of bustle outside at this hour, but still, she was obviously looking outside just to avoid looking at him.

”Abra-ca-dab-ra."

Noticing his theatrical over the top antics out of her peripheral vision, Yuuki returned her gaze to Rocco just as he spoke the cliche incantation. She wasn’t really sure where he was going with it, but she really did wish he would get on with it. Her homework would be due by next Monday at her cram school and although she had her assigned work done, Yuuki prided herself in finishing the pamphlets within the month. She was very far behind though, given she was taking French courses at cram school and she was struggling with that subject. Perhaps she would have to seek her seniors help after all? Yuuki nearly jumped out of her skin when Rocco tapped her book but managed to contain most of her surprise, and as a result a soft jolt of her form was the only indication that he had startled her.

"Check your contact list carefully. I did manage to sneak that in when I had the chance."

However when his legs trapped on of her’s, a soft gasp of surprise escaped her lips. Her cheeks heated up and she kept the book up to her face, making sure to hide the blush that inevitability claimed her cheeks. She could feel the heat rising to her face, but was too humiliated to admit that she was embarrassed, even to herself. Yuuki attempted to free her leg, but softly kicked his ankle with her free foot when she realized her attempt was futile. The fact that she was in a skirt made her feel incredibly vulnerable, and as a result Rocco had her full attention. There was no way she was going to take her eyes off of him now.

"You have my number so I guess you're not returning to practicing French."

When his hand took hers her eyes widened, Yuuki tensing when she felt her hand against his face. Even though she had not done it herself, Yuuki shivered a bit. It felt incredibly intimate for someone as sheltered and conservative as she was, “At least you admit it.” She sighed, feigning that she was aware, but honestly she had no idea he had placed his number in her phone. Yuuki knew she should have, but she used her previous calls to make calls. She never used her contact list as her parents were the only people she ever contacted regularly. She had Aeon’s number, but she had to work up the nerve to use it after the embarrassment about her terrible French, but also her guilt for keeping the incident in the Kyudojo from him. Yuuki was almost frozen. How was she supposed to handle this? Her hand slightly trembled in his from her embarrassment, but it was barely noticeable until she found her hand between his and his face. It would have been easy to slap him in this situation, perhaps not very hard, but it was as if every ounce of strength had been drained from her, “I..Is that so..?” Her voice faltered for a moment, but did not lose the stubborn refusal to submit his advances. His bold flirtation was embarrassing, but also slightly intimidating. She was used to flirting on the train to school, but she never encountered anyone nearly as persistent or touchy-feely as Rocco. Twitching slightly as his innocent expression ticked her off, Yuuki contemplated pelting him with her book for being so forward with her, but she really wasn’t a fan of violence, especially initiating it. The violet haired girl highly doubted she could carry out her temptation to whack him in the head with her book, whether he deserved it or not.

"You can try but I'll distract you.. unless you change your mind and want to give me your number?"

Even if his words were playful and seemed innocent enough, Yuuki now knew better than to underestimate her fellow freshman. She could no longer look at him as a harmless and happy-go-lucky individual. He seemed to know how to get under her skin and ever since he had, seemed to enjoy doing so on a regular basis, “I do not negotiate with terrorists.” Yuuki responded, unsure if it was the right choice, but she had to draw the line somewhere right? She had to have boundaries that she refused to let him trample, right? Honestly she had no idea what she was doing or if it would only make things worse, but she was confident she could wait this out. There was a witness this time around. She doubted he would be nearly as brazen as before, “Class will start soon enough...” she smiled, dropping her book after taking a discreet breath in to calm her nerves. Now that her cheeks had dimmed quite a bit, Yuuki actually patted his cheek, smiling a bit and leaned in to whisper in his ear for once, “We aren’t alone this time... so you can’t pull the same stops. If she turns around she has a better view of you than she does me, remember?” Gambling was not something Yuuki often did, but she did not want to be a ragdoll. She had to at least try to survive this game. Giving into his every whim would only encourage him to keep pushing. She had to push back when possible.





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”Sorry to disappoint you but I am nowhere near dumb enough to fall for that act twice.” Rocco's innocent act didn't falter. He wasn't really trying to fool anybody this time around. Just get on some nerves and it looked like it was working, Yuuki avoiding his gaze and sighing. ”No offense..” He smiled, a light easygoing chuckle tossed in the mix. "No.. but you were naive enough to fall for it once." he teased, satisfied with that. Once was enough, once got him close enough and once gave him this sadistic pleasure of making the poor female class president jump out of her skin at every turn. As far as he knows, nobody else was accomplishing it. When they first met, it was the rumors of her robotic personality that drew him to her. Now, she was not the robot they pinned her for. Yuuki was flustered like the usual highschool girl and it was feeding his ego to know he has this effect on her that was reserved for him.

Rocco couldn't see her face and the expression she was making behind the book when he made the bold move to ensnare her leg but he heard the gasp. He would see soon enough as he claimed her hand so she couldn't hold the book all that well as if saying, 'pay me attention, not that.' He laughed when she kicked him. It didn't really hurt. His pain tolerance was pretty high after being beaten many times by a professional boxer and she didn't have that much strength in her at the moment. He must have 'taken her breath away'.

She shivered at his touch, noticeable only because he felt the vibration from her hand against his cheek. Wide-eyed and red-faced, the class president tried to pretend she had a sense of control of the circumstances through her words but Rocco knew better.“At least you admit it.” That made him think. Did he ever encounter an act he couldn't admit to? “I..Is that so..?” He smiled at her stutter after what he said about her not returning to French. "Oui (yes)." he replied playfully in French. He wasn't familiar with the language, just aware of the basics that get picked up naturally growing up in a multicultural country.

“I do not negotiate with terrorists.” Rocco quirked a brow at the label. He never thought of himself as a terrorist. It was extreme even for him in his opinion. The worst he'd done was probably last night at Ursula's place... and it was only to one person who deserved it with no political agenda. “Class will start soon enough...” The pat on his cheek snapped him out of that recollection as unexpectedly, Yuuki got braver. She leaned in to whisper in his ear and he would listen to every word. Unlike her, he had no reason to be intimidated and didn't move an inch away. Instead of nerve-racking, it was gripping as he waited what she had to say to him like this. “We aren’t alone this time... so you can’t pull the same stops. If she turns around she has a better view of you than she does me, remember?” That's when Rocco's innocent charade dropped completely. A cruel smirk formed in its place, rising up to the challenge. I won't pull the same stops. I'll pull better ones. The class president's intention to dissuade him only made him more restless to act. Tap or rattle a vicious dog's bars and he'll growl and bite when the person is in range and Yuuki was definitely in the range of this one.

"Who said this was a negotiation?" his eyes shot back all meaning of his intention as they connected to hers. He wasn't glaring, it was a look too playful for that but the effect was the same —a warning. While she was leaned in and he was positioned perfectly for his next move, his knee between her legs closed the gap as it slid all the way up her skirt and stayed there against that forbidden spot. "Doubt she has a good view of that." he remarked in a whisper back because it was all happening underneath the desk. Anyone who wanted to see it would almost have to actively look for it, bending down and from the sides. "And she doesn't need to turn around to hear you." Rocco was testing how long she could last in silence. She gasped at actions that weren't at this level. This was surely pushing it. What will it be, prez? Your number or your innocence?

A series of annoyingly loud beeping begun sweeping through the entirety of the Airdalen school grounds and the emergency voice alarm communication system that was pre-recorded played. "Fire alarm in progress. This is not a drill. Fire alarm in progress. This is not a drill. Please evacuate the building immediately."


Rocco stopped messing with Yuuki, pushed back his chair and stood up with a casual attitude. He wasn't sure he believed the announcement because the sprinklers weren't set off and delinquents could have toyed with the alarm to avoid class with that timing. Still, he wanted to know. He made his way to the door opening it without hesitating and was greeted by toxic fumes, discovering that the fire alarm was real and the fire must be in their building, building C. He briefly shielded his airways from the fumes by burying his face in the crook of his elbow. Someone must have messed up big time in the labs. Rocco turned around to the girls present, uncovering his face to alert them. "Class is cancelled ladies, hurry up." Rocco stayed calm but there was a hint of urgency lingering in his tone as he waved both Kaori and Yuuki over. Once they got to the door, he grabbed Yuuki's hand and Kaori's wrist which left him open to inhaling the smoke but they had to stick together. Better him than them. He wasn't lenient to any objections to his touch, not now. "Can't leave without the missus." he joked towards Kaori with a playful smile as his fake girlfriend then started to lead the way out in a jogging pace they can keep up with.



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"Too fast to tell but I can come find out for sure if you want me to."

Upon reading the text, Kaori sighed to herself. Why did she draw the name of someone so difficult? He was a handful. As he grew closer, her heart began to beat faster, nervous that he might do something else, but once he winked at her, she stuck her tongue out at him and began to retrieve her book for class. She noticed that he checked her out, but she tried not to focus on it. Something that should have obviously been a compliment was tainted by her previous encounter. It was sad really, she knew it was illogical, but it did not change the apprehension and hesitance she felt. The thought of being rejected again was unbearable, the humiliation involved, just thinking about it made her feel a little sick to her stomach. It wasn't normal to worry about every little thing like this, but just potential rejection sent her into a mild panic.

'No thanks. Fake boyfriends do not get that kind of access. That would be cheap. :P ' Kaori responded candidly. It wasn't exactly mean, but it wasn't really all that nice either. Still, he was being a pervert and she needed to shut him down firmly. She couldn't handle it if he decided to flirt with her on a daily basis. It was...very unsettling. It made her feel constantly on edge.

It became fairly obvious that he moved on to flirting with the next girl (Yuuki) so Kaori took it upon herself to read the chapter from the homework the day before. Now that she could stop worrying about how he would try to get under her skin, it became clear that she had free time and that it could be best spent preparing for future lessons. At her old school, she would have spent this time making plans or chatting up friends, but that was a lot harder when you had trouble flirting with boys. Who wanted to hang out with only girls all the time? What if they wanted to talk about crushes or dating? Just thinking about the topics made her a little uncomfortable. One video changed her entire life. A flirtatious and confident girl had become...this. She hated herself for who she had become, but she felt powerless standing in the face of her newfound fear. It was debilitating, she couldn't face the possibility of rejection, she couldn't even touch the topic with a ten foot pole. Every fiber of her urged her to avoid ANY situation that might bring about rejection, especially from boys, but girls were not entirely excluded from that either. What if no one liked her at this school? What if she never made any friends? What if she just remained a wallflower forever? What if I never get past this... if I never move forward? It felt like there was an anvil on her shoulders, weighing her down. A figurative little voice, a dark, sinister little voice inside of her head telling her that things would never change, that she would remain in these circumstances forever.

Realizing she was sinking back into depression, Kaori pinched her cheeks to draw herself out of her thoughts through physical pain. She needed to do something productive, pronto. Seeing as she struggled with the experiment in science class if not for Bishop taking the lead she wanted to do her best to enhance her understanding of it, even if the assignment was already over. Her reading extended into the next chapter, but a loud noise had her covering her ears.

"Fire alarm in progress. This is not a drill. Fire alarm in progress. This is not a drill. Please evacuate the building immediately."

The noise was familiar so Kaori began collecting her things even before the announcement registered. The fact that it stated this was not a fire drill made her worry a bit, but how bad could it really be? When Rocco stood and went to the door, Kaori wasn't too far behind, looking back at the class representative (Yuuki) to make sure she was ready to evacuate before approaching. It didn't seem that the other girl had many of her belongings out, so it was an ideal situation really. There were not enough people in the room for pushing or shoving, and everyone seemed to be prepared to leave. Piece of cake, right? There was probably nothing to worry about as long as they left in a calm and orderly manner. Kaori felt the school was probably overplaying the danger, so she wasn't especially worried or panicked.

"Class is cancelled ladies, hurry up."

Was this really happening right now? She headed for the exit like any normal person would, she could tell that this was serious, but Kaori despite being a friendly person did not have any intention of 'sticking together', that is until she felt his hand around her wrist before she had a chance to leave them behind. A visible shiver ran up her spine from the sudden touch, but she quickly relaxed. The wrist did not bother her nearly as much as everywhere else, but it was still pretty rattling when it was out of nowhere. Now that she was at the door, Kaori coughed, covering her face with her shirt, holding it over her nose and mouth to protect them. He had the right idea covering his mouth. The fumes kind of burnt when she inadvertently breathed them in, the lining of her nose stinging from even a brief inhalation. She probably should have followed his example from the get-go.

"Can't leave without the missus."

"How modern of you." Kaori responded, she would have rolled her eyes, but the fumes were beginning to irritate her eyes a little. Leading the group ahead, Kaori tried to be as fast as possible without leaving anyone behind. His mouth was not covered so getting him outside in fresh air was of the utmost importance, "Stop talking, you're breathing in unnecessary fumes by doing that!" Kaori scolded him almost like a mother would scold her two-year-old for petting a strange dog, but it was simply her concern for others leaking through her usual reservations. He didn't leave them behind even though he could have, so a part of her worried about him even if he was a shameless flirt, "You still hanging in there class rep?" Kaori asked through her shirt. Normally she might have worried about how it exposed her stomach doing that, but the circumstances were exceptional and she did not bother trying to hide her stomach. Besides, she didn't have any free hands to hide the exposed flesh even if she wanted to given their arrangement.





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As an intellectual, Yuuki apparently overestimated her strategic capacity. Where humans were involved, predicting behavior was difficult and she did not take into account how socially inept she truly was. Acknowledging his true colors were only shown to her once, only when they were absolutely alone, Yuuki was under the impression that Rocco was only brave enough to do questionable things like that when he had zero chance of being caught in the act. It was a moment of arrogance that Yuuki would soon come to regret, but there was no way she could have predicted what would happen next.

"Who said this was a negotiation?"

The look in his eyes alone should have been an indication that she should abandon her initial hypothesis, in fact, her gut told her to back out. However, Yuuki had spent so much time dividing herself from social interactions that she did not remember the usual signs of vulnerability, she did not recognize the risk of her gambit. Perhaps it is that deficiency which led to that situation with Saburo in the gym. Sora received the brunt of the consequences, but it wasn't like it wouldn't happen sooner or later. Yuuki was practically provoking everyone she met in one way or another. There was a subtle conceited aura about her. A small lesser part of her often believed that because she was sacrificing her social life while everyone else wasted their time on useless gossip, that she somehow had the upper hand. How did she, someone who was attempting to become a better member of society at all cost, not? Every time the thought crossed her mind, Yuuki would shove it away, but the lingering feeling of intellectual advantage was there. She knew she was smart and sometimes she overvalued how far that could take her. The fact that she was 'smart' meant nothing in this situation, she did not have the right kind of mentality to handle this game of chicken, "Aren't all conversations, in essence, a negotiation?" Yuuki countered, neglecting to back down despite her nerves. Her brain was confident that she had figured him out, but her quickening heartbeat under his gaze screamed at her, trying to warn her she was making a mistake. Yuuki trusted her brain, not her instincts, logic was the dictator of her actions.

Then came the reality check. Her eyes widened as she felt his knee touching a very personal area. A notable shiver ran all the way up her body, and Yuuki was very grateful that a knot formed in her throat making her choke on an almost inaudible squeak. One of her hands hooked over her lips, her fingers ensuring no further embarrassing sound would escape. Yuuki glared at Rocco so strongly that if looks could kill, he would have dropped dead. This was by far the most embarrassing thing she ever experienced. She contemplated her next move, there were several actions she could take, but many of them would require losing face. She was the class president, deemed robotic and heartless at her previous school. How would it look if she couldn't handle one flirtatious troublemaker?

"Doubt she has a good view of that."

Even though she was still shaken up, Yuuki took responsibility for her own actions, he was not completely at fault. She chose to openly challenge his resolve, she was simply incorrect about him, "I-I am not the only freshman class representative you can spend a disciplinary sentence with... We do have a male representative. She mentioned as casually as possible, hoping he would get the hint. It didn't hold much weight though, given her cheeks were practically as red as an apple. It was incredibly difficult to focus, what with the constant distraction of his knee.

"And she doesn't need to turn around to hear you."

Knowing very well that the classroom was as silent as a crypt, almost any noise louder than a whisper would be heard by their company. It wasn't a good situation that she found herself in, but she would have to find a way to wiggle herself out of it. Even though he was not actually a terrorist as she once claimed, she did not like bending to the will of others. She was surprisingly a very stubborn person despite her otherwise uncaring demeanor. Option one, I give in and give him my number... Option two... I try to kick him in the groin... Option 3, I make a scene. None of them are favorable. If I give in it is reinforcing bad behavior... but if I kick him I can receive disciplinary action as well, but if I make a scene I embarrass not only him, but myself as well... It's a lose-lose situation... Yuuki was probably thinking on it too hard. In all honesty, it was probably just better to give him her number and be done with it, but she simply was not in favor of being seen as a pushover.

"Fire alarm in progress. This is not a drill. Fire alarm in progress. This is not a drill. Please evacuate the building immediately."

Alarms blared, causing Yuuki to cover her ears. Her cheeks were flushed still, but the seriousness of the announcement sobered her. This was not a time to be arguing about something as trivial as a phone number. When Rocco stood, Yuuki immediately grabbed her bag. She let him check the severity of the situation, joining Kaori toward the front of the room once she double checked to make sure she had not forgotten anything. A fire? There were no sprinklers, so she immediately deduced that it had to be a chemical fire. If that was the case, the fire would produce fumes as well. When Rocco covered his face, her suspicions were confirmed. There was no smoke in the room yet, but it would surely follow. It visibly began to pour in, however. They needed to leave as soon as possible. A chemical fire meant they could not utilize the sprinklers, especially if the school did not know what chemicals were used, it could only worsen the fire. Using the fire extinguishers was also risky, depending on the type. CO2 extinguishers could fuel the fire even more, a Class D fire extinguisher with argon would work well, but that was better left for someone who knew what they were doing. There was practically nothing they could do without putting their own lives at risk, and Yuuki was not prepared to do that on a hunch.

"Class is cancelled ladies, hurry up. Can't leave without the missus."

Were they dating or something? There was no time to think about it, but the thought suddenly crossed Yuuki's mind. Heading for the door without argument, Yuuki blinked when he grabbed her hand, "You need to cover your mouth too!" she scolded him, even though her words were harsh, she had his best interest in mind deep down. Yuuki coughed, covering her mouth with her sleeve. Despite scolding Rocco, she had not been very considerate of her own health until she got a big whiff of the fumes herself. The urgency of their situation had her extremely worried. Someone could die from someone's dumb mistake in the labs. She couldn't forgive something like that so easily and it had her a little upset that someone would make such a terrible mistake. Individuals who cannot responsibly handle chemicals need not touch them, ever. Yuuki thought to herself bitterly, worried about her fellow students. What if someone ended up trapped inside? She couldn't see very well, given she wore glasses and they were fogging up from the smoke.

"You still hanging in there class rep?"

The other girl (Kaori) seemed to know her status as class representative, but more importantly, she was speaking in concern for her? Yuuki sighed a bit, keeping up with the others. Why would a stranger worry about her? She was of no importance to her nor did she have a responsibility for other students as class rep like Yuuki did. The reasoning behind her question was over Yuuki's level of understanding, but still it was highly appreciated and caused her to see the other girl in a different light. She risked breathing in excess fumes to check on someone she didn't even know? In Yuuki's own eyes, her state of health would be inconsequential to others. As they made it toward the exit, she did not notice the other students such as Aeon or Devone because of her sudden blurred vision. Without her glasses, she was practically useless in this situation. I guess sticking together was good in my case... I can't see anything... The fact that she could not see was extremely frightening, it would have been crippling if she had been alone in the classroom as she often was. What would have happened to her then...? When the brunette (Kaori) finally opened the exit, Yuuki removed her glasses, the change of light and the sound of the door alerting her that they had made it to safety and she began cleaning her glasses on the torso of her shirt with her hand that no longer had to cover her mouth.





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