Manami shifted awkwardly in her room. It was only half an hour before Class 3_E's early "prom", for their octopus-like teacher wanted to match-make again. Although Kanzaki and Kayano had told the introvert that the dress they picked out for her looked amazing, Manami wasn't used to wearing it. The purple cocktail dress reached her knees and violet, glittery butterflies were printed near the bottom hem. A darker purple bow wrapped around her waist. Purple ballet flats with dark purple bows covered her feet and her hair was put up in a side ponytail with a purple ribbon. Although Nakamura insisted that Manami took her glasses off and used contacts, she kept them on anyways. The girl sighed and grabbed the butterfly necklace and bracelet set Kayano had gotten her for her birthday and put them on.
After one last look, Manami walked out of her small apartment complex. Her parents would not be home tonight so she made sure to lock all the doors. Walking under the dim lights of the street lanterns, the girl wondered what she'd do at the dance. It's not like anyone would want to dance with me, she thought. Contemplating on whether to leave early or not, the girl found herself already at the run down shack where her beloved class was. She could hear slow and romantic music from inside and the familiar sound of knives swishing through the air. "Hey Okuda-san," said a casual and relaxed voice. Quickly, she snapped her head to the direction of it.
"Hello Karma-kun," she greeted back, smiling, "I didn't know you were going to be here." The red head smirked.
"Just here for some blackmail photos~," he replied, sounding satisfied, "You should see this one I got of Sugino and Kanzaki-san. Gold." He waved a little red camera around, then examined the girl's outfit. "You look nice. Everything matches your eyes." He flashed her a quick smile as she blushed.
"A-ah thank you Karma-kun," stuttered the bespectacled girl profusely, "Kanzaki-san and Kayano-san picked it out." Karma nodded in approval.
"Well shouldn't you be going in?" asked Karma, raising an eyebrow, "since you're already dressed up and everything." Manami shook her head.
"I'm not really good with these things," replied Manami, bowing slightly, "so I was planning to leave." Karma laughed.
"Me neither," said the mercury eyed boy, "But since you're already here, why don't we dance to one song?" The girl's face turned crimson red.
"E-ehh?" she cried, "I'm…not really good at dancing…" Karma blinked, then smiled.
"I'm not either," he replied, "but how hard can it be? It's just moving your feet around. Plus it'd be a waste for you to dress up like some kind of princess and not do anything. Come on." Karma stretched his hand toward her. Hesitantly, Manami accepted and grabbed his large hand. She rested her hand on his left shoulder as his went around her waist. The two started moving with the beat…but somehow, the footwork wasn't quite right. All they were doing was moving back and forth awkwardly.
"Karma-kun?" asked Manami shyly, "Is this even a dance?" The mercury eyed boy only smiled.