Chapter 1
The girl who any lady would like to be.
Normal POV
"your perfect"
anywhere she goes, anyone she meets, she only hear one thing in common
"your perfect"
and again she heard it day by day
"your so perfect"
stated her classmate that had just asked her to help her in their assignment, it had an envious tone embedded on it but she didn't care
and as usual she would just flash her trademark smile.
" I really am perfect" she thought
"I'm pretty, smart, popular and all-around nice guy" she continued to think as she laugh menacingly in her mind.
Risa Harada, a.k.a., miss perfect
She's pretty or should I say damn beauiful, bookworm, multitalented, and all-around nice guy.
Any guy would like to score a date with her,
Any girl would like to be like her, more or less
Be her.
She loved being loved, complimenting how beautiful she is each day, how good she is in every way that she is.
She took the role of the model student the day she stepped into this school,
Azumano high school.
On the first day of school
The day that her classmates complimented her on how beautiful she is or how talented she is.
She adored herself more and more
Each passing day.
She loved being loved and she adored herself more that she ever could.
She always believed that she was on top of everyone else
She was always number
One.
"sigh" mumbled Takeshi Saehara under his breath, as he puffed all the air he had puffed inside his mouth he finally breathed out
breath in
breath out
"damn it!" as he began to violently scratch his head and fell on the ground like other guy's did
damn stupid hormones to be attracted to the younger harada
as he began to look dazely at the younger harada, he noticed that one of the buttons on her blouse was left . . . open
Gulp!
He was blushing furiously and looked from left to right, just to see if other guys had noticed it too
As he saw that he was the only one that had noticed it
He smiled to himself
"lucky me" he thought
" I can have Harada-san's front all to myself"
he slouched down and began to looked at her dazely.
Moments later he began to doze off
"Takeshi!"
"Takeshi"
he looked ahead and saw the younger harada running to him
"what wrong?" he asked
then she took his hand and placed it inside her blouse,
letting him touch her breast and nibble on her nipple
"take me" she began to moved foreward, and pushed him on his bed
"now—"
"TAKESHI!"
"what, what?!" he screamed as he heard his name
"the principal called you" a classmate stated
he grumble his way to the principal's office.
"stupid announcer" he thought,
I want to continue my dream about Harada-san's breasts,
"what would look better than her breasts is me touching it!" takeshi tought as he made his way to the principal's office.
"wonder what she could want", Risa thought as takeshi made his way out of the classroom
but didn't grieve on that question too much as another classmate asked her another question,
she smiled playfully to herself.
Others, look upon her as perfect
on the other hand, others, look upon her an angel.
but as they say
never judge a book by its cover,
because people aren't always what they seem to
Be