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M-Mitsuki:
The teacher, Mitsuki, always caused a hitch in Rina's relationship with Hanon even though the young girl wouldn't admit her feelings out loud. In class the green haired Princess couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealously, after all Hanon still and often proclaimed a strange sort of love towards the older man, and even though the blue haired Princess said it wasn't real, Rina knew it was. And even though she had known about Hanon's older man attraction, it felt…wrong. But still, why did she still act like their relationship wasn't in full bloom? Everyone knew, and though there were a few who protested, neither one of them cared. Regardless, the issue that bothered Rina was that Hanon never looked at her that way, and never talked to her that way.
But was it nothing but jealously?
His class proved hard for Rina to get through, she found herself focusing more on Hanon then Mitsuki which always brought up rumors through out the rest of the classroom, rumors that secretly annoyed the taller girl. The Aqua Princess denied all feelings to the music teacher, but still…
"Rina," Hanon whispered during class, "Rina!"
The Green Pearl Princess looked up from her work with her hand over her chin and saw Hanon with her usual smile. "What?" she mouthed silently.
"After school," she muttered with a slight smile, "meet me at the—"
"Housho-san," Mitsuki cut in with a stern voice. "Is something the matter?"
"No Mitsuki-san!" Hanon grinned. "Not at all!"
The teacher coughed and returned his attention to his board. "That's much better. Anyway as I was saying before..."
Rina turned her attention away from Mitsuki once more and cast her eyes in Hanon's direction, only to see the Aqua Pearl Princess gazing at the older man. A deep sigh left Hanon's body as her eyes became dreamy and her body posture relaxed.
Would she ever look at her that way? With that kind of passion, that kind of wanting? Yes of course, they loved each other!
But something deep within Rina told her otherwise.
Shaking her head, Rina returned to the information Mitsuki wrote on the board, tapping her pen on her wooden desk quickly. This wasn't a good place to think about this. Her heart dropped down into her twisting stomach and soon small beads of sweat gathered along her hairline and bangs.
She hated this class.
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