Disclaimer: Sadly, KHR does not belong to us. All the bishies we use in this drabble series belong to Amano Akira-san and only to her.
"God, what the hell is up with this school?" A first-year male student questioned as he sat with other male classmates in their dormitory lounge. "Why is it that the school faculty here is almost all male?"
"I know, right? It's freaken' killing my game play here!"
"Yeah. All the girls here are practically swooning over them."
One of the boys sighed. "So much for getting a girlfriend in my high school life..."
"Y'know, the teacher that pisses me off the most is Reborn-sensei."
"Oh, the Italian teacher?"
"Yeah. In class, I closed my eyes for a few seconds 'cuz I had tired eyes and then BAM! He threw a chalk at me! That's freaken' abuse right there. Not only that, I had every girl in that class my enemy because 'I dare fall asleep in Reborn-sensei's class' and because 'I disrupted his holy lesson.'"
"Reborn-sensei pisses me off too. I mean, it's so annoying. His damn smirk and the girls flocking over him. Wherever he goes, there is always a group of girls following him."
"When you think about it though... almost all the male teachers have a group of girls following them..."
"Yeah, but his group is bigger than the others!"
"Hey." The boys turned towards the sound of the newcomer only to freeze in their spot as they recognized the male teacher standing behind them.
"R-Reborn-sensei..."
'Shit! He didn't overhear what we said, right?' One of the boys thought.
Reborn smirked and stated in smooth, fluent Italian, "If you're going to complain about me like that, use your time more wisely and go research on ways to pick up girls."
Every boy in that room that was in the hearing distance of that mere sentence flushed red.
"I-I have no idea what he said but my heart's pounding!"
Reborn simply smirked at that statement.