Oh goodness. He'd really made her mad this time.
"I can't even —" Usagi spluttered, stomping her foot, face red with frustration. Her blond hair whipped through the air as she gestured with her hands, balled into tiny fists. He knew from experience, though, that she packed quite a punch. "Why can't you leave me alone?"
Mamoru leaned closer to her, delighting in the way her breathing quickened at his proximity. "That's not the problem here," he said smugly. "We all know you can't leave me alone. I know I'm unfairly attractive, but do try to focus. Maybe if you did, your test scores would go up."
Usagi shrieked with rage. Mamoru was enjoying himself immensely. Not for the first time, he wondered if he had a problem. Was it concerning that he loved upsetting Usagi so much?
Maybe, he thought as he watched her march away. But oh was she beautiful when she was angry.