"Okay, so, if they say yes, we're going to do a competition over the span of 4 weeks! The first week we'll have the initial "control kiss", which will determine on a basic level who is the best kisser. The second week, we'll have date kisses, where the boys prepare a date which they end off with a sweet kiss. The third week we'll have french kisses, obviously. Fourth week is the ultimate competition, the boys will go all out to see if they can manage to give the ultimate kiss!" Aima says excitedly, pointing all over her calendar as she gives me a big grin. "This is gonna be so fun! I can't wait to ask!" She laughs, her eyes twinkling as she rolls up her calendar. "I can't believe you knocked out the whole plan in one night, I mean, you even got an agreement form in order." I mumble, itching my cheek as Aima practically bounces in her chair. "Well yeah! You were right! It's best to have everything prepared so they know what they're getting into, so they're more likely to agree. I mean, I'm really excited to find out myself!" Aima says, giving me all the paperwork which I put in my bag. "That's if they even agree." I giggle, Aima sighing as she deflates on her desk.
"Excuse me! Can we have a moment of your time?" Aima called into the gym, barely peeking her head in. I stood beside her, my arms crossed and my leg kicked up on a post. "Sure! Come on in!" Someone called, though Aima just grabbed my hand and pushed me in. "Jeez Aima." I muttered back at her as she hid back behind the door. A man with a confident smile approached me, holding out a hand to shake. "I'm Daichi Sawamura, the captain of this volleyball team. Coach Ukai is currently out at the moment, did you need him for something?" The man says as I take his hand, sharing a firm handshake. "Kimiko Suzuki. No, actually, I… we actually wanted to discuss something with your team, if that's alright?" I ask, pulling my hand away and shoving them in my pockets. "With the team?" Daichi asks, his hand falling to his side as he raises an eyebrow at me. "You see, my friend, Aima, has this school project she wants to do… She wants the members of your volleyball team to have a competition." I say, pulling out the paperwork from earlier and handing it to Daichi. "A competition you say? What kind?" Another man calls, flashing a grin as Daichi slowly reads over the paper.
"A kissing competition?" Daichi mutters, sparing a glance up at me and raising an eyebrow. "It's her idea, she's super excited about it and once she sets her mind to it, well… yeah." I laugh softly as the boy from earlier storms over, taking the paperwork and reading over it. "Wait, for real? A kissing competition! That sounds fun! I'm down! Ryunosuke Tanaka, where do I sign?" He laughs, flipping through the pages as I spare a glance out the door. "The last page I believe." I say, honestly surprised someone agreed, though I see Aima doing a little dance by the door. "Hey guys! Who wants to have a competition over who kisses best!" Ryunosuke asks, waving the paper in the air as I pull out a pen and hand it to him. "Wait, a kissing competition?" Another person calls, running over and snatching the paperwork before Ryunosuke can sign, reading over it. "Oh hell yeah, I'm down! I'll put you to shame, Ryu!" The person says, snatching the pen and signing his name on one of the lines. "The heck you will! I'll drag you through the dirt, Noya!" Ryu says, taking the paperwork back and signing it next. The two begin to bicker as Ryu hands the paperwork back to me.