Glass Glitch
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( don't look don't look don't look— )
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A startling gasp. Not from that blonde girl, because even heaven knows that pig-tail haired young woman doesn't gasp at every little thing.
"Why…. are you wearing that?" a pointed index finger to him and suddenly all around him is flashy.
"Oh?" he blinks morosely, face is intact and unwavering. A gush of understanding creeps into the small of his brain until a faint grin escapes into surface. Really, really pretty.
"A friend told me so." Shiki Senri shrugs nonchalantly. But even the ever so charming Ichijou and the ever so popular Aidou finds that it's rather engrossing to look at.
However, Rima stands on her own ground, rather (too suspiciously) calm. She doesn't spare any glance to Shiki or dropping her jaw to the floor full of wonders and sparkles. In fact, she thinks that Ichijou and the master of bragging, Aidou are humorously exaggerating.
"You two, look." Rima sighs prettily; her lashes lower elegantly as her hand makes a slow, slow motion to Shiki.
"He doesn't grow up a head in his back, does he? He doesn't sprout a new fang in his chin, does he?" Rima gestures her hand, feeling suddenly so drained and bored, so boisterously bored.
"Wait," Aidou frowns, his hand holds the tip of his chin, "—the way you said just now gives me an impression of a weird monster."
"Hmm," she nods uninterestedly, "—the way you treated him was like you saw a monster."
"It's not—it's not like that, Rima-chan!" Ichijou stutters embarrassedly, "—we were just astonished to see Shiki just now. He looked—different."
"Different?" Shiki tilts his head slightly, "with this?" his finger points to the glasses in front of his gleaming eyes.
"Of course! You look more of a mysterious guy when you wear it!" Aidou exclaims, eyes round like a saucer.
"And it makes him smarter." Rima mutters sarcastically, "Of course, I meant it with my every word." She nods with a snort, and then she spins around, her plaits sway with grace as she walks to her classroom, her shoes rasp the floor constantly.
"Was she angry or something?" Aidou blurts densely while Shiki is even denser than him.
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( because he is mine and only mine— )
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"Wear contact lens instead." She demands calmly later on.
"But Rima," he puts a defense, "it's you who said that I looked good if I wore this," he frowns thoughtfully
Rima exhales softly as she feels a small lump forms in her throat but she decides that it would not be pretty to let everyone look at him so flabbergasted until they could not speak coherently or let the day class girls squeal and sparkle even more blinding and ears-throbbing.
She simply could not.
It basically hoists up a shiver down her spine just to let alone imagining it.
She simply, simply could not.
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(—find your own man to look at. )
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He blinks obliviously as she smirks, eyes flutter close.
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"—just wear those glasses when only I were around."
