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Alois rushed after the blonde haired girl. "Lizzy! Wait up!"
Lizzy stopped and turned, and by accident, Alois ran right into her, and she fell on her back, with him on top of her. Alois turned red. "Oh my God, I'm so sorry! Are you okay?"
He got off her, and helped her up. She smiled at him. "Yeah, I'm fine. Is there anything you wanted to ask me?"
"Yeah, I was wondering if you could tutor you, since I'm not good at waltzing. Please?"
Lizzy giggled. "Alright, sure. I can't make it tonight, though. Maybe tomorrow?"
Alois looked at her in confusion. "Isn't that when you hang with Claude?"
"Oh, I can just let him know I'm tutoring you. I'm sure he'll understand."
Alois was relieved. At least he didn't have to worry about Claude. "Thank you so much."
Lizzy checked her watch. "Well, I need to get going. See you later!"
Lizzy ran off, and left Alois by himself in the hallway. He walked back to his dorm with a stupid smile plastered across his face. Today must be my lucky day, he thought.
Meanwhile, Mey- Rin was looking all over for Claude. Even though he ignored her most of the time, she still loved him. Finally, she found him outside in the courtyard. "Claude!"
Claude turned just as Mey- Rin tripped. Her glasses flew off her nose. They flew onto the pavement and cracked.
Claude walked over to her, and offered his hand. She took it, and he pulled up her up. "Hello. Is there anything you would like to speak to me about?"
Mey- Rin blushed. "Uh-h... do you have time to tutor me?"
He stared at her blankly. "Oh, you mean in waltzing?"
"Yes."
Claude checked his phone before replying, "Sure, I've got time. How does now sound?"
Mey- Rin gulped nervously. "My glasses are broken, I can't see without them..."
"What prescription do you have?"
"+3."
"I think I have some contacts for that prescription in my dorm room."
Claude easily picked her up, and threw her over his shoulder. She let out a surprised gasped. "Well," said Claude, "You can't make it to my dorm without your glasses, can you?"
"N-no, I suppose not."
He carried her past all his classmates, who stared at the odd couple. As for Mey- Rin, she was content. He had a perfect view of Claude's toned ass. She had a small nosebleed. Mey- Rin will always be Mey- Rin, I guess.
Once they got to Claude's room, he unlocked the door, walked in, tossed her on the bed like a sack of potatoes, and went to the bathroom to find the contacts. Mey- Rin on the other hand, was blushing. She was on Claude's bed! She felt so scandalous.
Claude came out of the room with a small vial that held the contacts.
"Do you know how to put in contacts?"
"Uh... no..."
Claude sighed. "Very well, I will do it for you."
He got some disposable gloves, leaned over her, and opened her eye, and put in one contact. "You have very pretty eyes, you know. You should wear contacts more often."
Mey- Rin was shocked. What had he just said?
Mey- Rin's Flashback
Mey- Rin was outside the orphanage she despised. She was crying, fogging up her glasses, as she had just returned from sniper school. She was traumatized. She had even considered suicide. Then, she heard an unfamiliar male voice behind her. "What's wrong?"
She looked up. The boy had black hair, glasses, golden eyes, and milky pale skin.
"You'd probably run away if you knew."
The boy sighed. "It can't be that bad."
"I killed a hundred men for practice."
The boy stared at her. "Did you do it willingly?"
"No, of course not."
"Then, technically, you didn't do it. Come on, get up."
The boy offered his hand, and she took it. He helped her up.
"My name's Claude, Claude Faustus."
"Mey- Rin."
Suddenly, the boy slipped her glasses off her nose. He looked into her eyes for a moment. "You have very pretty eyes, you know. You should wear contacts more often."
Mey- Rin blushed. She was definitely caught off guard. Nobody except Finny had complimented her before. She smiled.
Mey- Rin smiled. Maybe he hasn't forgotten me, after all, she thought.
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