Colorful liquids bubbled in flasks and tubes and the blackboard was riddled with chemical formulas. The classroom had been set into what it usually looked like when they were studying chemistry, but with a bit more film-worthy style.
Sugaya brushed his gray hair out of his face, grinning as he admired his and Okuda's handiwork. While the two of them did the placing, Terasaka's gang - minus Itona and Hazama - did the heavy lifting.
A blonde-haired girl walked into the classroom, humming some pop song to herself. She tapped his shoulder, grinning. "You did a good job."
He smiled and scratched his cheek. "It wasn't just me."
She shrugged, still smiling. It was one of those moments when he wanted to draw her. He almost went to find his sketchbook and pencils out of impulse. She glanced around the room and nodded, looking satisfied.
"It looks normal, 'ya know?" she commented. "But somehow it's prettier. I dunno how you do it."
He laughs a little. "You flatterer. What did you come here for anyway?"
"Hmm?" she pried her eyes away from the blackboard. "I was looking for you."
He stares at her for a second long. "Um… me? Why? Is Bitch-sensei in need of a henna tattoo again?"
She laughed and God, now he really wanted to sketch her.
"Nah. Think you can be my partner?"
"Excuse me?"
She chuckled, waving the script in his face. "You know, for this scene. It was originally s'posed to be Isogai-kun, but he was called into work, so…" she shrugged.
"Oh. Well, of course."
She beams and all he can think of is how radiant it is. Maybe he's creepy, but he can't help it if she's a goddess. "Thanks! I can't wait to experiment."
He chuckles. "I hate to burst your bubble, but Okuda-san and I decided against using the real thing. Those are just water and food coloring. We kept in mind that you and Karma would be in this scene."
She smiled, looking proud. "Look at you, being smart."
They stand in silence before she says, "This movie thing is really fun. I read through the script and Bitch-sensei and Karasuma-sensei better be together by the end of this."
A question begins to form in his head. Something along the lines of: this was your plan after all wasn't it?
He doesn't get to ask, though, because she suddenly grabs his hand and spins him around the room, laughing. "Come on, let's dance," she says. He can already tell that he's really red.
She thought a little bit, humming softly. "You know, I can recommend adding a scene like this to Fuwa."
"Please don't mention we did this."
"Of course not. No way in hell am I giving Akabane blackmail material." Nakamura responded, spinning around.
Their faces were really close, and she blushed a little.
They didn't notice the door opening. "Sugaya-kun? Terasaka's being an idiot as always and he accidentally-"
They both jumped apart and Itona smiled awkwardly, averting his gaze.
"I saw nothing," he said, holding his hands up, before turning and closing the door gently behind him.
"What the-"
Nakamura just laughed, tossing her blonde hair over her shoulder. "Relax," she said, calmly, nudging him. "Itona-kun doesn't like to get involved in gossip, anyway."
"He's brutally honest, though."
"Eh. No one would suspect that we're dating, anyway."
His eyes widened and he backpedaled, much to her amusement. "Hold on a sec, since when were we dating?"
"Today," she said casually, pressing her lips to his own briefly. "I'll meet you at the station at eight. No excuses."