Sensaina sat onto the wooden high stool before her awkwardly, worrying about her obvious inferiority to the rest of her class. She kept her head down for the first few minutes, feeling herself grow stiff and creating a bubble that blocked out the rest of the class. Not many friendly faces in sight anyways. It was that part of the school year, the semester change. It was Sensaina's first day in her Graphics class, as she was starting to feel unsure if she should've chosen this course. She felt jittery and completely self-conscious. Unfortunately, she didn't get to share this class with Jonetsu. Come to think about it, the only friends she actually did make were Jonetsu, Kintsuki and Meihime. For most of the class, she pretended she was a tranquil, indifferent human being who too good for this class. But it seemed like no one bought it. All the girls around her were absorbed into their work and didn't make eye-contact with Sensaina even once. She sighed loudly, not realizing how many faces she made look from their work and to her. She ducked her head down again and tried to focus on work like the rest of them.
" I'll need a ruler!" She thought. She forgot to bring one invetiblely. She searched the class for a student with a ruler. She saw a boy with bright blond hair that highlighted the class with dull green eyes. Like Sensaina he stood out from the excessive amount of brunettes in this class and didn't really seem to be doing his work. Behind the teacher's back, he was goofily balancing a pencil over lips his lips. Sensaina giggled quietly as it dropped.
She walked over to him unsure if she could even talk to such a boy.
"Can I borrow your ruler?" She asked. The boy held out the ruler and as Sensaina attempted to take he pulled it back.
"What's the magic word?" He asked. His voice was quite a strange one.
"Please?" She guessed. He drew it back in front of her but quickly took it back again.
"What's the magical magic word?" He asked again. Sensaina pouted, while stretching for the ruler, wanting to get away from this weird kid.
"Pretty please?" She asked. He actually handed it to her this time but as she turned around to go back to her spot, he suddenly took hold of her wrist.
"Ca..Do you want to sit with me?" He asked. Sensaina was surprised but unsure since he did seem like a creep.
"Su..sure," She said. She brought her things from her spot to sit with him.
"My name's Andrew," He introduced. He seemed sweet and foreign.
"I'm Sensaina Utahime," Sensaina said quietly looking down," Are you new in town?"
"Guess I don't fit in in huh? Well no, I'm actually new in the country, I'm from Canada," Andrew said. Sensaina seemed impressed, but then wondered how he could write perfect kanji,as she noticed his name on a binder in front of him. She shook it off, unwilling to ask him. After a few minutes of awkward silence, Sensaina glanced over to Andrew as her was working. To her surprise, she saw an elaborate well-drawn rough draft on his sheet of paper.
"Something the matter?" He asked.
"No...it's just that your work is really..great," Sensaina gazed. She winced at her unenthusiastic response.
"This? It's nothing really. If you want to see better you can look at these." Andrew handed her a folder full of his work. Sensaina gawked at all the immaculate illustrations before her. The were all so stunning. Sensaina jumbled them up slightly, forcing Andrew to compulsively order them back. As the bell chimed for lunch they both packed up their things and set off.
"Well, bye Sensaina," He said but for some reason, he didn't sound as confident as before.
"Bye, Andrew," Sensaina said as she handed him the ruler. As she walked out of the class she felt a little odd, humiliated even like the time she first met Hideki. Did she have a crush on him. Hopefully not.
"Sensaina!" A familiar voice hollered. Sensaina looked to her right seeing Jonetsu waving and running up to her. Jonetsu quickly realized how red and awkward Sensaina looked.
"Did Hideki walk by?" She asked turning her head looking around.
"No, th-that's not it." Sensaina felt confused with herself, should she tell Jonetsu that she might have a crush on a transfer student she just met? But being Jonetsu, the red-head might embarrass her even more if she'd become set on matchmaking them.
"Sensaina, I forgot to give you your pen back," Someone said. Sensaina looked to see it was Andrew holding her pen.
"Thanks," Sensaina said timidly as he walked off. Sensaina's faced turned into a cherry and Jonetsu caught on.
"Oh I get it now. Well I think he sticks out like a sore thumb," Jonetsu remarked.
"And we don't?" Sensaina asked rolling her eyes," Well I don't even know if I like him."
"Let's just hope you don't," Jonetsu said," Anyways we're going to have lunch together right?"
"Um, I promised someone I'd help them with their homework," Sensaina lied. Jonetsu struck an eyebrow but shrugged and walked off. Sensaina wasn't sure if her lying was by impulse or not but she still went off to look for what was attracting her. She looked the entire hall for Andrew. Eventually when her legs, mind and stomach were giving out, she heard rowdy, ear-bleeding music coming from the Graphics room. She peered through a window on the door. She saw Andrew sitting on the teacher's high computer chair with headphones in, it was a surprise he couldn't realize his music blaring from the computer. As he slowly turned to look at the door, Sensaina threw herself to the door's blind spot unsure what to think.
"Did he really sneak into the room?!" Sensaina thought. She wanted to scold, lecture him even for sneaking in. But no, it wasn't in her nature to yell at someone she liked. She resisted her sudden unpleasant sensation to yell and simply turned the doorknob. To her surprise, it was locked. She wanted to knock at the door, but she realized he wouldn't be able to hear her. Andrew suddenly turned his head seeing Sensaina as they looked to each other. Andrew paused his music, took off his headphones, and walked up to the door.
"What are you doing here?" He asked," Not having lunch with the ginger?"
"Ginger? No, um but the question is what are you doing here?" Sensaina asked," Won't you get in trouble for being here?"
"No," He said," Unless I didn't ask...but I did." Sensaina eyes were brimmed with guilt for interrogating him.
"Sorry I kinda yelled at you," Sensaina said twisting her foot around the floor.
Andrew shrugged carelessly," Don't be. So do you want to have lunch with me?"
"Sure!" Sensaina. She realized she sounded eager and cringed at her response. She sat onto the stool she was sitting on before and quietly ate her lunch. She saw another folder that seemed to be Andrew's and without him noticing, she picked it up and started to peek through it. It was a compilation of reports for each art class he had been in starting with kindergarten to now.
"Brilliant young mind! Astonishing! Unrealistic abilities! Extraordinary! Remarkable! One-of-a-kind! A keeper!" Sensaina read in her mind. They were all very positive but then she read the most recent one and didn't believe what she read. "Decent." Sensaina squinted to see if she read the statement right. She noticed a paperclip sitting on the top of the review and looked to the page behind it. It was a spectrum of shades and colors arrayed onto a small canvas. Now that was an unreal statement. She shook her head and closed the folder. She acted like she never saw the folder and smiled artificially as Andrew glimpsed towards her. Roughly a day later, as she opened her locker, a small object fell from her top shelf.
"Huh?" She murmured. She reached on the top of her head, finding what seemed to be a dreamstone. It was striped into two shades of blue; a dark blue and an ocean blue. On the ocean blue stripe, what seemed to be a crown was engraved on to it. However, it seemed to have cracks in it, almost like it was decaying. Sensaina clenched it.
"Whoever's dreamstone this is, sure is a powerful dreamer," Sensaina said as she tucked it away into her bag. As she walked past the Graphics room she spotted Andrew and the Graphics teacher. Andrew was holding up a recognizable piece to the teacher, it was the colorful canvas. As the teacher studied the piece, Andrew fidgeted impatiently. Finally, the teacher held it back shaking his hairless head. Andrew smiled it off and walked out. Sensaina ran off in alarm down the hallway in the opposite direction. As she thought the coast was clear, she took out the dreamstone warily.
"Could this be his?" Sensaina asked herself. The next few days, the pair grew quite closer,much to Jonetsu's anger. As she saw Doki and Toki in Sensaina's nearby bag she swooped down and 'rescued' them from her seemingly lovesick goon of a friend.
"What the hell-kore!" Doki shouted.
"Aren't two hungry or something?" Jonetsu asked.
"Actually, we've been living off of Sensaina's stash of white chocolate and pretzels-desu," Toki said. Jonetsu squinted for a moment.
"Can I have some?" She asked. The next period was Sensaina's graphics period but before that, Jonetsu had to set her straight. Jonetsu found her and Andrew walking beside each other, laughing their heads off. As Sensaina dismissed him when they neared her locker Jonetsu haughtily marched up to friend.
"Seriously?" She shouted. Sensaina looked at her confused unsure what to make of her enraged friend.
"What is it?" Sensaina asked. Jonetsu violently grabbed her friend's shoulders and shook her around.
"You are falling for him! Trust I can tell when's somebody's as lovesick like you!" Sensaina shook off her friend's sincere but harsh words.
"No, I am not!" Sensaina countered," He doesn't have any other friends but me at this school."
"Well help him make friends otherwise he'll get the wrong idea and fall for you!" Jonetsu looked at her bag and picked it up from where she left it,"Let's leave" Doki stayed in the bag but at some point of the dispute, Toki snuck and hopped into Sensaina's.
At the school's roof, Ignis and Tsuchiyo stood atop there. Ignis disguised herself into a teacher and begged Tsuchiyo for feedback.
"How is you dressing up as teacher going to be progress in getting 'nother dreamstone?" Tsuchiyo asked. Ignis was dolled up in a mahogany business like blazer with a matching pencil skirt. Her hair was tied into a large bun and she framed onto herself a pair of black glasses.
"It will trust me because when the male students see me, a too-mature, too-sexy teacher like me,they'll be drawn with lust and fight over me and that will get a huge amount of dreamstones!" She said as she visualized her plan with mime-like actions.
"But..."Tsuchiyo began. Ignis twisted her head sharply," Don't you think you look too young to be a teacher?"
"What are you trying to say?" She said in irritation as she subtly sucked in her stomach.
"This might not work if you look too young." Tsuchiyo pointed out," Maybe if you still want go with the teacher thing, we go find Hydra to use instead..."
She went into midair and drove a kick down into Tsuchiyo, shouting, "We ain't calling Hydra for help!"
"You don't have to hit me!" Tsuchiyo wailed. But she didn't heard as she teleported away.
In the class, Andrew was making an excuse to leave the class with Sensaina. As he stumbled along the words of his excuse, Sensaina finally piped up.
"He forgot a textbook in class yesterday and I've been meaning to give it back to him. May we go get it?" Sensaina improvised, sounding, polite yet impatient. The teacher nodded. Sensaina felt a surge of success and they exited the class. They actually left because they were both done their assignment and were wanting to spend time alone. As they walked through the halls, Andrew was surprisingly silent and tranquil. Finally as they neared back to the classroom, Andrew spoke up.
"Sensaina, do you like someone?" Andrew asked. Sensaina turned to him and stopped walking.
"Yeah, I do," Sensaina said.
"Can I know?" He asked, gently punching her arm.
"Well I've known him for a little while now, he's taller than me and super-sweet," Sensaina began. Andrew seemed to be liking what he was hearing.
"Go on," He allowed.
"Well I feel like he's out of my league but I still like him.''
"What does he look like?" Anxiety was rushing through his veins.
"He has a gorgeous smile,green eyes..." Andrew was fighting to urge to hug her and scream "I feel the same way!"
"..And the cutest brown locks of hair I've ever seen!" Andrew gaped his mouth open and fell in astonishment.
"What?" Andrew managed to shout. He marched to the classroom door, but the room seemed locked and empty.
"Gone for demonstration, be back fifteen minutes," Sensaina read from a sheet of a paper taped to the door.
"Sensaina, I thought you.." He exasperated.
"You two!" A shrill voice snapped," Any good reason you aren't in class?"
"The door is locked?" Andrew stated.
"She looks familiar," Sensaina said to herself.
"Well this hot teacher went to the office, and that place is now destroyed, so this hot teacher went to the haaaaaallway.." She put hand out and 'reached' into Andrew for his dreamstone.
"Now she's gonna make a Malvoid!" She finished taking off her disguise pointing to the colorful canvas painted by Andrew.
"Malvoid!" It yelled.
"Of all things.." Sensaina grimaced. She looked around, unsure where to sneak off and run to transform. She couldn't just transform in front of Ignis! Suddenly an immense but recognizable blue light flashed into the hallway, blinding Ignis, the Malvoid and Sensaina. Sensaina ran off, figuring it was Toki and transformed.
"Pretty Cure Dream on!" She shouted.
"Singing the Everlasting Melody, Cure Songstress!" She shouted.
"I really hope nobody saw me," Songstress begged.
"Aha! There she is!" Ignis shouted," Get her, get her!" The Malvoid threw itself towards her and she dodged. Unfortunately as she flew up she banged her head onto the ceiling.
"Isn't this place a little..cramped?" Songstress asked.
''Advantage," Ignis cheered in a weird tone. The Malvoid picked her up and threw her to a row of lockers. Songstress was panting, unsure if she could fight this Malvoid on her own.
"Pretty Cure, Lovesick barrage!" A voice called out. The aim was perfect and the Malvoid collapsed to the ground.
"Get up right now!" Ignis demanded. The Malvoid followed orders and reached up to the Pretty Cure.
"Pretty Cure, Melody Ring!" Songstress shouted. The Malvoid was entangled into the ring, flailing to break free. It actually broke free but it seemed exhausted and miserable.
"I don't even know what I made this Malvoid out," Ignis said barely under her breath, examining what she thought to be as odd.
"It's art!" Songstress yelled," And it shouldn't be regarded as anything else but art!"
"Well either way, it's a freakshow," Ignis remarked. She snapped her fingers and the Malvoid seemed to regain energy.
" It's not a freakshow, only someone with an artistic view on life will understand it!" She shouted. She dropped herself onto the ground looking down, "I don't get that well either, but...I still appreciate it for it's artistry!" She nodded to Matchmaker.
"Pretty Cure, Heartless Resonance!" They yelled, surrounding the Malvoid with a large heart and a large G-clef they hit the heart and G-clef and it exploded.
"Awake!" They yelled. The Malvoid was purified back into Andrew's artwork and his dreamstone's doppelganger appeared. It was Vermillion red and gave off radiance, like him. In the center was a paintbrush and behind it was a purple heart.
"I wonder why there's a heart there," Matchmaker said winking to Songstress. Songstress blushed and they detransformed. As Andrew came to,Sensaina handed him back his artwork.
"Here. It fell out of your bag and I wanted to let you know...I think it's beautiful." Sensaina said. Andrew held and smiled to Sensaina.
"I want you to have it," Andrew said, handing it back.
"Why?" She asked. Andrew leaned in.
''I've been wanting for anyone to take it..and to top it all off, you understand it's true beauty,"He smiled.
"It's true beauty," Sensaina repeated. She looked down and smiled at the painting. She then reached in her pocket for the blue dreamstone.
"Then that means this isn't his."