A/N: Thanks for the reviews.

Zinthos XII: Did I mention how I like your reviews? It's always full of your thoughts. Anyway. HAHAHA! *points a finger at you* lol that was mean of me. Anyway, yeah. She did not kiss her. I was hoping to get this slowly (which really pains my, by the way). Well, Ritsu's not a graphic designer. But hey, graphic designers could earn enough, depends on the project they get. Hints are all around that Ritsu work is about designing. The question is what kind of designer. I haven't revealed Ritsu's family background. Maybe the students were right in their speculations that Ritsu came from a wealthy family? Oh my, I love your conclusion. You'll just have to wait and see if it is right. If it is right, then I give you the right to say "I knew it!" lol. I also wonder who the child is. Anyone? Anyone? *evil smirk*

: I totally know what you mean! That's why I'm thinking of finishing this story and maybe publish another version where it was told on Ritsu's POV. Cause this is mainly Ritsu's story anyway.

Lalalala: I know eh? I don't even know why but I just felt that I have to take it slow. I actually hate writing slow-paced stories. My brain also works slowly. Hahahaha.

02-16-011: Proofread by LUNEATHA.

Fools Rush In: Where Angels Fear To Tread

Chapter 4

Unwanted Memories

"We always believe that our first love is our last, and our last love is our first."

"Eh?"

Students walking in the hallway stopped in their tracks, looking for the source of the deafening scream. Tainaka Ritsu was standing inside the head teacher's office together with Sakuragaoka's music teacher. It had been a week since she started substituting for Tanaka sensei. What could make the jolly brunette's scream echo throughout the school, you ask. Simple, she had just been appointed as the advisor of a very familiar after school activity.

"Tainaka sensei, please don't be so loud. You're already an adult and you still haven't changed. It is unbecoming," the head teacher, Shirai Hinata, scolded her all grown up ex-student.

Ritsu plopped down on the chair mumbling, "Gomen."

"I'm sorry about that, Tainaka sensei, but we don't have any available teachers anymore," the other teacher apologized.

"Why can't you do it anyway, Maehara-san? I'm no music teacher," Ritsu complained.

"Stop whining like you're still in high school, Ritsu. Of all the teachers in here, you are the most appropriate advisor for them, especially with your background."

"But, but—" Ritsu frantically tried to get out of this other responsibility. "I'm already busy as it is. I can't have this club to overlook. You know that, Shirai-sensei."

"That's enough. You're going to be their advisor whether you like it or not," Shirai-sensei stated firmly.

"But—" Ritsu tried to reason but immediately shut her mouth after the head teacher narrowed her eyes threateningly. "Fine," Ritsu sighed in defeat. She walked towards the door with slumped shoulders, but not before turning back to face the victorious headmaster. "You're still an old hag. And just for that, I'm not coming to school for the rest of the week! Deal with it," Ritsu playfully said, sticking her tongue towards the now fuming teacher.

"Why you, delinquent!" Ritsu laughed after hearing the old term her teacher had used on her so many times.

"Uhm. Shirai sensei, you forgot to tell her something."

"It's fine. It's fine. She can handle that."

The room was eerily quiet albeit the soft scribbling noise of the pencil against the smooth texture of the paper. The owner, Tainaka Ritsu, was madly sketching on an 11x17 piece of paper. Her L-shaped desk was a mess. Two one-day-old instant ramen cups were sitting on top of her large glass desk together with a half eaten banana. Her three-monitor set up was crookedly sitting in one corner. Eraser residue and countless crumpled papers covered the hardwood flooring of the room. By the setup of the room, the place looked like a home office to the new substitute teacher.

Like the room, Ritsu herself was also a mess. She was wearing a baggy white shirt that was long enough to neatly hide her. Her brunette locks were tousled and her skin was paler than usual. She had been absent from school since Thursday and had been intensely working on a project due tomorrow morning. To make matters worse, she was to present this to the people coming from the main headquarters of their company in Germany tomorrow morning.

"Gah!" Ritsu banged her head on the desk in frustration. In front of her laid pieces and stacks of papers that had been produced by her team of engineers. Ritsu had been sleep deprived for the past two days and being in an unhealthy diet was not helping her brain to function at all. "Just where is it?" Ritsu asked irritatedly as she lifted stacks after stacks of paper.

"There you are!" Ritsu lightened when she saw a piece of bond paper with a few drawings of machine parts and doodles at the side. She looked back at her screen, clicking the mouse as she looked back and forth between the paper and the monitor.

Ritsu fought back a yawn, failing miserably as yawn after yawn escaped her mouth. "I think I need to sleep," Ritsu mumbled to herself as she looked at the digital clock on her desk. It was already nine in the morning and she had yet to lie comfortably in her bed.

"Man. This is taking a lot more time than I had expected." Ritsu leaned back, tilting her chair with her in the process. She tilted the chair back and forth. A piece of blue Staedtler pencil was in her mouth. She tilted the chair more until the doorbell to her apartment rang.

Startled by the sound, Ritsu successfully slipped, and her behind found the comfort of the cold hardwood floor."Ouch!" Ritsu yelped as she scratched her sore butt. "Who the hell would that be so early in the morning," Ritsu grunted grumpily as she languidly stood up from the floor and walked into the living room.

"What do you want?" Ritsu roared at her visitor as she angrily opened the door. She did not like to be interrupted whenever she was working. After all, she had a very short attention span and her concentration was hard to collect.

"I-ah," Ritsu rose a perfectly shaped eyebrow at the young girl fidgeting in front of her. The girl had long silky black hair, and she was fiddling with her index fingers while her eyes were glued down at the floor.

"Mio?" Ritsu asked as she rubbed her eyes off its sleepy state. The corners of her mouth quirked up when she saw Mio jump slightly.

"I ah- sorry. I just…" Mio trailed off as she slowly dared look up to her teacher. Mio immediately felt her face heat up as she took in the sight of Ritsu. In front of her was her new Graphics teacher, wearing nothing but white shirt, fabric so thin that you can almost see the silhouette of her curvy body against the natural rays of the sun. Mio's blush intensified, her face a setting sun as she realized that her teacher might just be wearing short undergarment. Oh how right she was.

"What's wrong?" Ritsu asked worriedly. She had been working non-stop working since yesterday after a short meeting at her office and had not had any sleep. One minute she found Mio standing in front of her doorway, blushing at something she cannot point. "What brings you here? You wanna come in?" Ritsu asked again, stepping aside to give access into her home.

Mio just nodded, her eyes once again finding the floor interesting. She stopped just a few feet away from the door. Ritsu eyed Mio curiously.

"Ano… Is there something wrong, Akiyama-san? Are you okay?" Ritsu tried to approach the girl cautiously. There was something bout the girl's action that made Ritsu worried.

"Eh? N-no! No, no," Mio shook her head. Her back was still facing Ritsu. "I just... I was just wondering if you got sick again," Mio started slowly. Genuine worry was evident on her voice. "You're not sick again, are you?" Mio asked, turning around to face Ritsu. She cannot help but smile at the sight of a dishevelled Ritsu. Ritsu was scratching her stomach lazily, yawning like a bear. Her hair was tied messily, brunette locks stuck out in every direction. Her black rimmed glasses were also crookedly placed on her face. "Wow. You look like a truck hit you," Mio commented as she took note of the dark circles under Ritsu's eyes.

"Geez. Thanks," Ritsu deadpanned and looked back at Mio. "And no, I'm not sick."

"Th-then why were you absent at school?"

"Oh!" Ritsu let out a soft chuckle. "I was working. You know. My real work."

"Oh," Mio muttered before sighing in relief. "I see. That's good."

Ritsu grinned when the thought dawned into her mind. "Why? Did you miss me?" Ritsu teased. A huge grin was plastered on her face as Mio started to get flustered.

"Wha-! I don't know what you are talking about. I was just worried that you caught cold again. You were sick just last time. So, yeah…" Mio shyly trailed off when she realized that she was rambling too much.

"What?" Mio hissed at Ritsu when the older woman just suddenly clutched into her stomach and started laughing.

"No-nothing," Ritsu said in between her laughs. "It's cute that you're worrying about me. Though, I must say, you have been avoiding me for the past few days," Ritsu stated, inching closer to Mio. True to her words, Mio had been avoiding Ritsu after the eventful incident in her very own penthouse. Mio's attempt to avoid Ritsu was countered by countless teasing remarks from the brunette teacher. Be it wherever she were—in the hallways of their school, class, while having lessons, cafeteria, et cetera. The more she avoided Ritsu, the more the overly teasing brunette get on her case.

"No need to worry about me. I'm tough," Ritsu muttered, smacking her chest as if to prove her point.

"Yeah, right. You're one tough adult, collapsing on her student just like that," Mio mumbled under her breath.

"What was that?" Ritsu playfully asked Mio when the younger girl muttered something. Ritsu inched closer to Mio.

"Nothing," Mio replied, stepping back away from Ritsu. Mio blushed lightly when her teacher stepped closer. She stepped backwards until her back touched the wall. "What are you doing?" Mio glared at Ritsu—a glare that was getting more and more ineffective as Mio blushed.

"'Nothing,'" Ritsu bantered. "Where are you going anyway?" Ritsu changed the subject when she noticed the guitar case on Mio's back.

"I was supposed to meet Eri and Yuko. I thought I should check on you first cause, you know… I thought you were sick."

Ritsu humorously squinted on Mio as she shuffled her face closer to Mio's, "Who are you? My mother? Stop worrying about me," Ritsu whispered as she mischievously placed her hand on the wall, trapping the blushing teen effectively.

Wha-what does she think she's doing? Her face is too close. Too close!

"Then you should've taken care of yourself so people would not worry about you. Excuse me for worrying," Mio huffed, averting her eyes from Ritsu to the side. Ritsu suddenly jerked back and stared blankly at Mio.

"Take care of yourself. I don't want to be worrying about your cute butt while I am thousand of miles away from you."

"Se-sensei?" Mio asked when she realized that Ritsu had just stood still. The playful look on the brunette's face were long gone. Ritsu just stared at her as if the brunette was looking past through Mio's obsidian orbs. "Are you okay?" Mio placed a hand on Ritsu's right shoulder, effectively snapping Ritsu out from her haze.

"Huh?" Ritsu whipped her head towards Mio. "Ye-yeah. I'm fine. What time are you meeting your friends?" Ritsu immediately changed the topic, not wanting to be questioned at what the hell just happened.

"Uhm. Around ten," Mio replied, not bothering to press on her teacher.

"Oh? It's almost 10:10," Ritsu said. Her eyes were glued to the clock hanging just above Mio.

"EH!" Mio shouted. "Oh no! I need to go. It was nice to see you, sensei," Mio bowed before shuffling through the door.

"Yeah. Thanks for checking on me, I guess," Ritsu mumbled softly but loud enough for Mio to hear.

"No problem," Mio smiled brightly at Ritsu. "I'll see you later!" Mio waved off before disappearing behind the doors to Ritsu's apartment. Ritsu smirked, shaking her head before leaning back at the wall.

What a girl.

Ritsu was walking back to her apartment from the convenience store when she spotted three familiar faces. She smiled unconsciously when she noticed the very same girl that was in her doorstep just a few hours ago.

Ritsu slowly sneaked up towards Mio who was talking gloomily with her childhood friends. Yuko and Emi noticed Ritsu tip-toeing, but Ritsu placed her index finger in front of her mouth, gesturing at Emi and Yuko to keep quiet.

Mio continued to talk, oblivious to what the brunette was scheming, while Ritsu positioned herself just inches away from the obsidian-eyed girl. She bent down slowly, careful not to alert Mio of her presence. When in perfect position, Ritsu blew on Mio's ear, her hot breath grazing Mio's right ear.

"Ieee!" Mio squeaked when she felt the hot breath caress her ear. She slowly turned, yelping once again when she realized how close her Ritsu's face was with her own. "Ta-ta-tainaka sensei!" Mio stuttered. The tip of her ears was bright red.

Mio glared back at her friends when she heard a not-so-discreet laughter. For the past week, the rest of the students had gotten used to their teacher's antics. Every now and then, Ritsu would mingle with the students and spare them some good minutes of horsing around. The most common occurrence for the past few days was the teasing of a certain Akiyama Mio.

"What do you think are you doing?" Mio hissed at Ritsu while clamping her right ear that was blushing hotly. She looked at Ritsu. The older woman was now dressed neatly. Her hair that was once dishevelled was now neatly tied into her usual low ponytail.

Ritsu impishly scratched the back of her head with a huge grin on her face. "Gomen, gomen. I just saw you guys talking and I decided to join too!" Ritsu exclaimed. "What's with the long faces?"

"Well," Yuko answered, "you see, Ricchan, we decided to rent a studio for today," Ritsu nodded. "But it's already fully booked."

"Oh?" Ritsu muttered. "So you need a place to play?" the three girls nodded. "Why not use the school? Aren't you a club or something?"

"Well, we're sort of the unofficial light music club and we don't have any drums that we can use at school."

"I see," Ritsu nodded. "Huh? That club's not official?"

"Uhm. Yes? We don't even have advisor yet," Mio mumbled.

"Why that smart old hag. Tricking me like that," Ritsu muttered to herself through gritted teeth.

"What was that, Ricchan?" Yuko asked when she saw Ritsu mumbling to herself.

Ritsu sighed, "Actually, you have an advisor. ME."

"EH? Since when?"

"Hai. Hai. Just a few days ago. Now, come with me. I'll show you a place where you can play until you've got your own place."

The girls beamed upon hearing this, "Really?"

"Yes. Now come on. I'm going to leave you," Ritsu said over her shoulders as she trudged through the street with the girls lagging behind her.

I can't believe I'm offering them to use it. This is a really bad idea, Ritsu.

"Uhm, Ritsu-sensei," Emi called out for their teacher. "Where are we going? I don't think there's a studio in here," Emi glanced around the building.

"There is one," Ritsu shrugged as she stepped inside the elevator, pressing the button for the top floor. She glanced at Mio discreetly, inwardly laughing when she noticed the teenager getting edgy.

OH? They don't know she's been here before?

"Here we go," Ritsu said as she stepped out of the elevator and walk through the hall, stopping at the lone door on the top floor. "This is actually my place." Ritsu opened the door to her penthouse, allowing the three students to step in first. She teasingly winked at Mio when she caught the younger girl looking at her.

"Seriously?" Yuko said in awe as she looked around the apartment.

"Yeah," Ritsu nodded. She walked over to the door just beside the common room. "You can practice here as long as you want. Nobody's using it anyway." The three girls scurried over to the room. The room's walls were partially covered in bamboo, serving as reflectors. The girls gasped at every minute detail of Ritsu's personal studio. It was definitely something you would see in some recording company.

In the middle back of the room were two sets of drums—one acoustic in yellow color and the other electronic drum set. There were two electric guitars and a bass guitar on the stand in the corner. On the left back corner was a Roland keyboard. Different effector pedals and various sizes of amplifiers also littered the room neatly.

"Sensei, I didn't know you play in a band too," Mio mumbled beside Ritsu, it was her first time in this room. The other two girls were already trying the instruments. "What do you play?"

Ritsu smiled down at Mio before looking back at the others. "I play drums," Ritsu's eyes looked at her old Yamaha acoustic drum set nostalgically. Despite being a few years old, the drums were evidently maintained and well-cared for. "And a little bit of piano," Ritsu added softly, her eyes lingering at the lone keyboard in the room. She tried her best to ignore the stinging pain she felt in her chest.

"Eh? You play piano, too?" the two girls playing stopped, apparently listening to their conversation. "Play us something, sensei!"

Ritsu's eyes never left the keyboard as her students looked at her expectantly.

"Ricchan," a woman with long flaxen hair hugged her from behind. She had her arms snaked around the 22-year-old Ritsu's waist. "Play the piano for me," she said sweetly, resting her head on Ritsu's shoulders.

"What? Why?" Ritsu asked as she tried to squirm away from the woman's hold. "You know how to play one, why don't you?"

"Mou, Ricchan, stingy. I'm not gonna kiss you anymore!" the flaxen haired woman puffed as she backed away from Ritsu, her arms crossed across her chest.

"Wha-! You don't even-"

"Hahahaha. Stop teasing Ritsu," a young man said. His hair was a slightly darker shade of brown than Ritsu's.

"Hmph!" the woman huffed. "Are you teaming up with your cousin again, Seiji?"

"Of course he's teaming up with me!" Ritsu exclaimed as Seiji placed an arm around her shoulders. "We're both Tainakas!"

"Yes! And I taught you how to play drums, too!" Seiji ruffled Ritsu's hair. A necklace holding a ring sparkled in the process. "I tell you, I'm her idol!" Seiji pumped up a fist in the air as Ritsu chuckled under his hold.

"Hey! I am a Tainaka, too!" the woman protested as she raised her left hand that sported a nice silver band on her ring finger.

"Hai, hai, hai," the two cousins chorused, making the blonde pout more.

"..sei!"

"Sensei!" Ritsu averted her eyes off the piano when her students' calls reached her.

"Are you okay, sensei?" Ritsu nodded feebly. "We asked if you could play something for us."

Mio looked at her teacher worriedly. One moment while they were talking, Ritsu just suddenly remained silent and her breathing became ragged. Just like this morning.

"Eh? I-I'm sorry," Ritsu stammered. "M-maybe next time. I have work to do."

"Eh~~~" Yuko whined. Amongst the three, she had an openly close relationship Ritsu.

Ritsu laughed weakly, "I'm really sorry. Next time, I promise. If you need anything I'm just in the other room." The girls did not insist when Ritsu disappeared behind the closed doors of the home studio.

"Did we say something wrong?" Yuko asked when she took notice of the sudden change in Ritsu's mood.

"I don't think so," Emi shook her head weakly.

I wonder what's wrong. She had spaced out again like this morning. Ritsu… Mio thought as she looked at the closed door where her teacher once stood.

The tap water continued running as Ritsu looked at herself at the mirror of the toilet room. Her face was slightly flushed and her amber orbs were now stained in light red. Ritsu breathed in deeply, trying to calm herself.

Why do I have to remember these now? First this morning and now this? I knew I shouldn't have opened that room. Just too many memories are—Ritsu shook her head before slapping herself with both hands a few times. This no good. I don't need to be thinking about this right now. Ritsu pulled herself off the sink. I need to work. Work. Work.

Ritsu finally recomposed herself and got most of her work done when she heard a familiar voice calling out to her.

My, I sure am popular today

Ritsu lazily stood from her seat and dragged herself outside to the kitchen where she heard the rattling and humming of a certain adult.

"Just how many times do I have to tell you not to barge in my place like that?" Ritsu asked the blonde woman in front of her.

"Is that how you greet a young beautiful woman who brought you food?"

"Young? Some young woman you are," Ritsu bantered, earning another chuckle from the blonde woman in front of her. "Thanks for the food, anyway."

The woman hummed, "You working again?"

"Ee[1]," Ritsu nodded.

"I see—" the blonde woman suddenly stopped when she noticed two pairs of curious eyes looking at her. "Maa, maa, maa. I know your late night activities, Taicchan. But I never knew you had it in you. So many. two girls?" she cooed humorously as she smiled back at the two young girls behind Ritsu.

"Huh?" Ritsu tilted her head to the right in confusion. Just what the hell was the woman in front of her talking about? "What are you talking about, Sanae-san?"

"My! Mio-chan's here too!" Sanae beamed when the raven-haired girl stepped in her line of vision. Emi and Yuko looked at Mio questioningly who just avoided eye contact. Instead, Mio looked back at Sanae and kindly acknowledged the older woman with a nod.

Ritsu immediately turned around to see the three girls looking at her and Sanae. "Y-yo! Want to eat?" She immediately voiced nervously. She doesn't want the underage students to know of her late night activities.

The three nodded still not quite catching up to the turn of events as Sanae placed steaming taiyaki, steamed buns and a few pieces of cake on the table.

Yuko looked at Emi and mouthed, "Who's that?" In which Emi just shrugged and looked back at the slightly blushing Mio.

Ritsu fidgeted under the intense gaze of the head teacher. It was her fifth time this week. She had been called out everyday since she skipped school last week.

"So? How are things going with the girls?" Shirai-sensei asked.

"Just peachy," Ritsu replied. "Except for the fact that the girls are coming over to my place every night to practice. You did not even tell me that they don't have a room to practice! That's why you appointed them under my care, is it? You smart old hag," Ritsu mumbled the last part.

"It's not like they are disturbing you, right?" she asked, slightly amused.

"We-well... I guess I kind of enjoy their company," Shirai raised an eyebrow at Ritsu. "Fine! It's fun okay? But come on. You don't have to trick me like that~~" Ritsu whined.

"Like I said, you are the most appropriate advisor for them. You were the president of Light Music Club when you studied here, right? And besides you have a very broad background in this. Speaking, how're your parents doing?"

"Fine, I guess. I haven't seen them for a while," Ritsu muttered. "Is that all?"

"Yes. I just want to check on your progress, seeing you're not really a teacher and all," Ritsu glared back at Shirai-sensei before heading towards the door. "Oh! And Tainaka sensei, be sure to announce the vacation to your students. Also, send my regards to your parents."

"Yeah. Yeah."

Ritsu roamed around the classroom, looking for any student who needed her help.

"Gah! Why is this so hard?" a red haired student whom Ritsu recognized as Mika shouted in annoyance. "Ricchan sensei!"

"What's wrong?" Ritsu asked the girl and looked back at her board. It had a lot of wiggly lines that Ritsu could not guess what it was supposed to be.

"I can't draw. This is impossible."

"Then? Just trace it. It's not like I'm grading your skill to draw. I want to see that you understand toning and shading," Mika looked back at her teacher blankly. Ritsu sighed before grabbing the piece of paper that had the picture of what Mika wanted to draw. "Here, turn your paper around. Then color the back using graphite block."

"Uhm. What's that?"

"You don't have one? Here. Good thing I have mine." Ritsu pulled out a piece of graphite 6B from her case. "Just color it like this. Then tape it into your Bainbridge then that's it! Trace it. Just like that. Easy huh?"

Mika nodded and beamed, knowing she did not need to worry about those intricate lines on her photo, "Thanks, sensei."

Ritsu helped some more students before she settled on one seat. She pulled a small drawing book and a piece of pencil. Even before she noticed it, Ritsu unconsciously started to scribble on the blank paper. After about 30 minutes or so, she finished a sketch of a child.

Chiaki .

The toddler was sitting femininely on the grass under the Sakura tree. She was wearing a plain white dress and the hat that Ritsu had gotten for her birthday. Ritsu smiled genuinely at the memory of her last time with the said girl.

Another minute passed and Ritsu scanned the room. The students were still concentrating on their task. Good. Ritsu thought as she flipped to another blank page on her sketchbook. I guess I'll be doing this until class ends.

Ritsu began to unconsciously scribble once again. Looking in front of her once in a while, she smiled unconsciously as she heard a very familiar giggle in front of her. The three girls, Mio, Yuko and Emi, who had grown close to her for the past few days were chatting animatedly as they continued to draw.

"Hey," Ritsu called out, making three heads look at her direction. "Make sure you finish what you're doing. That would be due when you get back from your week off," Ritsu light-heartedly scolded the girls.

"Hai~~" the three chorused playfully earning a chuckle from Ritsu before she tried to get back to what she was doing. Instead, Ritsu stared at the girl in front of her. If someone were to ask her if she found the girl attractive, she would not hesitate to answer a big yes. The said girl, Akiyama Mio, was oblivious to the appreciative amber eyes looking at her. She continued to draw, occasionally replying in-between her friends' excited chattering.

Ritsu looked down at her paper. Through the years, Ritsu formed the habit of roughly sketching something that something that either caught her attention, or occupied her mind, or better, she would take pictures of it. It lasts longer.

Sensing that she was being watched, Mio shivered and looked up only to be drawn in to the entrancing amber eyes that were looking straight at her. Mio blushed and looked away when Ritsu playfully winked at her. Mio fought the urge to look back at her teacher, failing miserably as she was once again greeted by Ritsu's curious gaze.

Ritsu chuckled to herself, shaking her head lightly as she continued to unconsciously finish her rough sketch. Ritsu glanced up at the wall clock, then back to her sketch. Ritsu's eyes widened slowly as the realization of what she had drawn hit her.

What the-! Ritsu's inwardly cussed as the bell echoed throughout the whole of Sakuragaoka.

"I-I guess that's it for today!" Ritsu lightly stammered as her students looked up to her from their works. "And remember that you don't have classes for the rest of the Golden week, so don't go to school. I'll take your projects on Monday."

"Hai~~!" Ritsu watched as each and every one of her students walked out of the door. When everyone was gone, Ritsu plopped down exhaustedly. The substitute teacher eyed the black drawing notebook on her table warily. After a few minutes of a staring contest with her book, she cautiously reached for it, opening it slowly to the last page she had sketched in.

What the fuck, indeed. Ritsu thought as she stared at her rough sketch. Though, I must say so myself, this is pretty good for a rough draft.

Ritsu's gaze was glued on the paper. A girl with long hair was seated on one of the school chairs. She was wearing the very own school uniform of Sakuragaoka as she held a pencil on her left hand.

Kami-sama. I can't believe I drew her unconsciously. Ritsu thought as panic bubbled in her stomach. I cant believe I drew her! Ritsu looked up to the chair that the person on her sketch had sit on, and then back to her sketch.

Mio…

CHARACTER PROFILE I Part B

Name: Tainaka "Taicchan" Ritsu 田井中 律,

Occupation: Substitute Graphic teacher for Sakuragoaka/ Designer of some sort (not yet specified)

Family/ Relatives: Tainaka Seiji (cousin)

Relationship Status: —

Other info: Drives a silver BMW Z4, a yellow BMW F8005, a white Audi R8 GT

Moved into the penthouse six months prior Chapter 1

Graduated at Tokyo University

Hobby: Drawing, doodling, playing games, sleeping (most of the time), reading manga (or any other books that has pictures in it)

[1] Ee: Yes in Japanese

A/N: It's my birthday today! YEAH! It's still morning and I decided to post this chapter before I get too wasted later. I hope you liked it though it's still pacing slowly. No worries, pace will pick up about a chapter or two after this.

So? Any guesses what Ritsu does for a living? And who's that girl on the flashback? They're too OOC aren't they? -_-

Anyway, leave a comment on what you think. Constructive criticism is most welcome!