Kizana was a princess in her own world. She was popular, respected, talented, etc etc.
Which is why she hated every moment her cheeks flared up seeing HER.
She hated feeling so blushy and weak when Yamada-san was around. Her knees knocked, she stuttered, she lost control over herself.
"You intolerant brat!" She yelled at her follower after practice one day. "You made me trip, fool!" Taeko blushed, looking down while being partially embarrassed.
Osana barged in and grabbed her best friend a couple seconds later. "C'mon or we're going to be late again!" Kizana scoffed with jealousy she'd never admit she even had. "You're just running away with your girlfriend, afraid I'd make a peasant like you kneel down and lick my shoes." Taeko smiled. "If I was kneeling I'd lick more than your heels." She winked as Osana groaned and pulled her away. "Bye Juliet~!"
Kizana's cheeks were crimson. "Didn't Taeko get Romeo's part?"
She'd have to pull together a sappy love poem by Friday.