I've been attending Yagami High for a few days now and I couldn't have love it more! Throughout these past few days, I've learned a bit more about my classmates as well as constantly getting hit on by Imadori. According to Mikoto, Imadori was hitting on me because of my chest. I just happened to find it funny.
My class and I headed towards the art room on the upper level.
"Yay! We have Art today!" Tenma said with joy.
"I wonder what we'll be doing today." Eri said, flipping her hair behind her.
I took out my schedule and looked at the paper. I noticed that we are to have Art class every Friday. "Hm? I didn't realize we have this elective once a week."
"Yeah. It's a good thing for me. I suck at art." Mikoto said, unhappy that today was art day.
"Well, who is our teacher?" I asked.
"Miss Yoko Sasakura." Akira answered.
"She's a really nice teacher. Plus she's really pretty!" Tenma exclaimed.
"Huh? Isn't that the same description you gave on Miss Osakabe?" I asked my friend.
Tenma nodded her head and laughed. "Yeah. They're both pretty."
"Those perverted boys always drool over them." Eri said.
"Especially Miss Osakabe." Mikoto added.
"I guess you are right. Miss Osakabe is extremely pretty." I said, placing a finger to my chin.
Once we arrived, we entered the room and were greeted by a tall, slender woman with lone light brown hair and bangs that ends just above her eyes. As soon as she saw me, she walked up to me.
"Why hello there!" The woman said, bringing a smile on her face. "You must be Sai Ishikawa. Pleased to meet you. I'm your art teacher for the semester, Miss Sasakura."
I smiled back at her. "It's nice to meet you Miss Sasakura." My God, she's just as pretty as Ms. Osakabe. What's with these teachers in this school!?
The entire class crowded around the room and stood there, awaiting for instructions from the teacher.
Miss Sasakura walked towards the center of the room and looked at each of us. "Okay Class, today we'll be learning on how to sketch each other's portraits. Of course, you will all need a partner for this assignment."
Suddenly, I can feel numerous eyes darting towards me. I don't know if I suddenly could read minds, but I could tell, majority of the boys are probably thinking, "Make Sai my partner! Make Sai my partner!"
Miss Sasakura cleared her throat and continued speaking. "To prevent any drama from happening, I'll be the one assigning you a partner."
With that, Miss Sasakura started assigning students their partners as they all grabbed a paper and pencil and started drawing.
"Sai." My art teacher spoke as I looked up at her. "You'll be partnering up with Harima."
I heard a lot of gasps going around the classroom. After those gasps, the boys of Class 2-C screamed, "WHAAAT!? HARIMA!?"
Harima and I made eye contact and I quickly looked away and stared at my classmates. They all seemed very shocked at the fact that I'm partnered with Harima. I don't get it. What's so bad about Harima?
Just then, the guys huddled up near me and I could hear their whispers.
"Oh man, Harima's lucky. He doesn't even know that he's partnered with the hottest girl in class." Fuyuki whispered.
"If we tried to switch with him, Harima might pound us." Nara said.
"I can't believe he's with the cutest girl in our class." Suga said with a sigh.
I could tell my face flushed a bit when I overheard what Suga said.
Yoshidayama lifted his head to look at me then immediately went back down. "Tch. There goes my luck. Harima doesn't even like her anyways!"
"It's okay boys. Let's just see how things will go between the two of them. Who knows, maybe she'll be unhappy and request to switch and we'll be lucky." Nishimoto whispered, trying to reassure the men.
I couldn't help but to stare at the group of boys curiously. Is Harima some sort of bully or something?
"Yo." I heard Harima say from behind.
I turned around and greeted him with a smile. "Hi Harima."
"I guess we're partners." He said, shrugging his shoulders.
"Yeah. Let's do our best for this portrait." I said with enthusiasm.
"Uh...right.." He said quietly, obviously sounding like he didn't care about this class.
With that, the two of us walked towards our seats in a corner. As soon as I sat down, I had a clear view of seeing Tenma with her partner, Karasuma.
How cute. I thought. I wonder how she's feeling right now. Must be freaking out in that mind of hers.
"Uh..Hey.." Harima started speaking. "How about we switch seats?" He said, sounding like a question but demanding at the same time.
"Huh? Why?" I asked.
He looked as if he was trying to make up an excuse to do so. "Uh...well...you know the lighting would look better on you if we switched."
"O-Oh..." I'm quite surprised to see this coming from Harima but I didn't question it. I did as he requested and switched seats with him. "Okay. Let's get started then." I smiled towards him.
I'm not much of an artist but I'm able to do well on the basic parts of a human portrait. I tried my best and getting down with Harima's had structure and his hair. As soon as I started drawing his face, I had a trouble time because of his sunglasses. Come to think of it, why does he always have it on? Does he ever take them off? Plus we're indoors..so what's the point of it?
"Hey. Harima." I called out to him, mid-drawing.
I didn't get a response so I looked up from my sketch pad. He seemed to be spacing out and not giving me any attention. Is he even drawing? He's just staring at me.
"Harima?" I repeated.
Again, he was still spaced out. I don't know why, but the way he was staring at me was making me really nervous. In fact, I could feel my face starting to flush. I never had a guy stare at me like that, it's seriously making me nervous!
I started clearing my throat, hopefully catching his attention this time. "H-Harima" I started waving my hand in his face and he finally snapped out of it.
"Huh?" He finally spoke. "Did you say something?"
"Well, I have a favor to ask of you." I said, still feeling nervous.
"And what's what?" He questioned, raising an eyebrow.
"Well, I'm having trouble drawing your facial features because your glasses are in the way. Do you mind taking them off for a couple minutes so I can continue drawing?" I asked him nicely.
All of a sudden, the entire classroom went dead silent followed with a few gasps and a few 'Ooooooooh'-ing.
I looked around the room, confused of what's going on with the situation. Did I say something wrong?
Yoshidamyama stood up from his seat, hands to his face. "Oh man! She's gonna get it now!"
"Huh?" I looked at him in confusion.
"Well, it was nice knowing her while her boobs lasted." Imadori said, giving out a sigh and shrugging his shoulders.
I looked back at Harima and he was quiet. He was just sitting there, deep in thought.
Now I feel bad. I really must've said something wrong.
"I-I'm sorry Harima. I-I didn't mean to offend you. You don't have to take them off if it's going to make you uncomfortable." I said, trying to fix this situation.
I felt my heart pounding fast. Is he going to yell at me?
"It's okay. Will you still able to draw if I leave them on? I'm uncomfortable taking them off." Harima said calmly.
I stared at him blankly. He's actually being nice about this. "No problem Harima. I'll just try my best." I finally said with a smile.
"He didn't pound her!?" Yoshidayama screamed in shock.
Suga stood from his chair and yelled at Yoshidayama. "Why are you questioning!? Do you want her to get beat up or something!?"
"I don't! I'm just surprised that Harima didn't react from her request!" Yoshidayama yelled back.
My face heated up. Why do I always cause something and become the center of attention? All I did was ask about his sunglasses...
"Hey." Harima called out to me, causing me to look back at him. "Don't feel bad. Just ignore them. They're punks anyways."
I couldn't help but to sit there and blush. Why is Harima being nice to me?
"O-Okay. Still, I really do apologize if have offended you or anything." I started saying. "Plus, I see that you're a nice guy."
"Hm?" Harima looked at me, unsure if what he heard was true. "You really think that?"
"Yeah." I answered, looking at him curiously.
"Oh. Well, thanks for the compliment." He said.
"No problem." I said as I smiled towards him.
With that, we were both silent and focused on finishing our portraits since class was almost over.
Come to think of it, I'm really curious to see how Harima looks without his sunglasses. He is sort of good looking like Suga. I wonder if he's got nice eyes...
I immediately stopped what I was doing and froze in my spot. WHAT THE HELL WAS I THINKING JUST NOW!?
I could feel my face flushing in an instant. Why did I think of such thing? What is wrong with me...
"Yo. You still there?" Harima said as he was now the one waving his hand in my face.
I shook my head and looked at him. "S-Sorry Harima. I spaced out." I gave him a nervous smile.
"Oh. Well, I said that I'm done." He said.
"Ah!? R-Really!?" I shouted. I looked down at my sketch pad and I still have his face all blank. "I-I'm not done yet..."
Ms. Sasakura stood in the middle of the classroom and made an announcement. "Alright Class. Our session will end in five minutes. Time to wrap up your sketches!"
Crap!
I did my best to finish off my portrait of Harima. I added a few lines and oval shapes to pose as his sunglasses and shaded them in a hurry. "There! All done!" I smiled proudly.
"Cool. I'll see you later. Class is over." Harima said as he got up from his seat and handed in his portrait.
"Later Harima." I waved at him as I got up from my seat and walked over to the girls.
They were crowding around Tenma, admiring her sketch. I took a look at her sketch pad and her drawing of Karasuma was really nice. She put in every single detail of him which was really impressive.
"Your drawing looks awesome Tenma." Eri said.
"Yeah. It's amazing." Mikoto said with a smile.
"Nicely done." Akira added.
"Wow, I didn't know you were such an artist Tenma." I said.
"Huh? Why do you all looked surprised?" Tenma questioned, pouting at us.
"Well, for starters..." Eri spoke. "You had your eyes closed when you drew that picture."
I looked at Eri, eyes wide. "What!? Her eyes were closed!?"
"What? You didn't see her?" Mikoto asked.
"Well, no. I had my back towards her the entire period." I said, sad that I didn't see this awesome moment happen.
We all walked towards Ms. Sasakura and handed in our papers. Since Art was our last class, our school day was over and the start of our weekend. The girls and I started walking out of school property and chat.
"Hey ladies." Tenma spoke up quietly.
"Hm? Got something to say Tenma?" I asked the girl.
Akira, Eri, Mikoto and I turned our heads to look at Tenma. She seemed like she was putting up the courage to say something.
"Well, I was wondering if you guys want to come over to my house tomorrow night for a sleepover. Since it's the weekend." She asked shyly.
"Sleepover?" I asked.
"Yeah." Tenma nodded her head.
"Sounds like a perfect plan for me." Mikoto said with a smile.
"I'm up for it." Eri said, smiling towards Tenma.
"Well, I guess you can count me in as well!" I said, giving Tenma a thumbs up.
"Ditto." Akira chimed in.
Tenma's face lit up as she clapped her hands and her tiny pigtails twirled. "Yay! Be at my place at 6PM tomorrow!"
"Alright! Sleepover at Tenma's!" I shouted.
"I'll see you all there!" Tenma shouted.
We all parted ways and headed home.
Sleepover at Tenma's doesn't sound so bad. I can use this time to get to know the girls more.