"W-will you…Date me?", asked the young teenage redhead. The dependant female placing such precariousness on her crushes response.
The young 17 year old man sold her the usual fake luring smile. Looking into her deep green emerald eyes that were splashed with hazel. His white blonde hair hung forward as he leaned in to look closer into the girls eyes with a seductive smile.
He whispered into her ear simply: "No. I'm sorry, but I'm simply not attracted to you."
The 16 year old girls face flushed a deep red.
"I'm sorry for wasting your time then…I'll…see you around", She dashed down the hall with tears rolling their way out of her eyes.
The blonde smiled and thought in his own head 'I hope that one wasn't too much' and strode to his final period class, hands behind his head, whistling a light tune with a bright tone on his face.
There he was, Fai d. Fluorite, the heartbreaker bored as hell in English. He was just looking out the window. The sad part was, this happened to be his favorite class. Only because Sakura Kinimoto just happened sit next to him in this class. Even though she had been dating Syaoran, one of Fai's good friends, for most of the year, she had a VERY special place in his heart. There was no one else he wanted to be with but her. No matter how many how many skanky, hot, popular girls approached him confessing their love.
She was so kind to everyone, and she had such a positive outlook on everything. Not to mention she had such beautiful, mature, face. And she always kept herself clean, and her grades were spotl-
"FAI! Are you daydreaming in MY classroom? While I'm teaching?" Barked Mrs. Ichihara, interrupting his train of thought.
"Why of course not! I would never do that!", Fai put on a fake smile and finished With a sarcastic tone, "You're my FAVORITE teacher!" He thought in his mind irritating 'Ugh, how could a teacher so good looking be so bitchy?'
"Good, then you'll enjoy spending an hour with me after class for detention!" Mrs. Ichihara exclaimed with a lighter but still piercing attitude.
Fai sighed, He didn't get detention often, especially not from Mrs. Ichihara. He glanced at the clock…Forty-two minutes until class was over at Three O'clock. He had a fight scheduled for 5 O'clock and he had homework to do and errands to run. He hoped it wouldn't interfere with them…
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