His eyes were buried in the new psychology text he had just picked up from the library. Hearing pounding footsteps quickly approaching from behind, he stepped blithely to the right as he turned the page. This new research was too fascinating to take his eyes from for even a moment. In fact, had the rushing blond not crashed into his arm on the way past, he would never have looked up at all.
When he did raise his eyes from the book, he was surprised to see Usagi jogging away from him, a good deal more leg showing out the bottom of her bubblegum pink skirt than usual. Shocked by the lack of fabric, he gasped and called out to her, "Odango Atama, what is that you're wearing?"
"Wow, Baka, and I thought you were supposed to be smart", she spat out sarcastically. "What do you think it is?" Pulling on the edge of the hem, which only revealed even more of her milky thighs, she continued proudly, " I made it in home economics class. I got a B!"
Seeing her obvious excitement, Mamoru decided that he could not burst it by telling her exactly how short the back of the skirt was. Instead, he nodded politely, congratulated her on her high mark, and slowed his pace slightly so that he was walking several feet behind her. She would realize her mistake soon enough, but for now, he would just enjoy the sight.