"Anon-kun." You tsk at the utterance of your name, the nicotine rush making you a little lightheaded. You look up from your crouched position.
You see a tall and busty girl in a school uniform, she had her black-blue hair cropped neatly. With great circular red glasses framing her face.
You rise up, flicking the cig on the ground and crushing it under the heel of your sneakers. You wipe away the chemical residue on your trousers.
You walk up to her, she was tall for a girl but you still towered over her.
She didn't back down.
"This is the 2nd time I've caught you smoking in the back of the equipment room. You need to stop." She says rapt and to the point, the ever studious class president.
"Yeah, yeah I understand Kronii-san." You drawl out the honorific in a mocking way. The edge of her eye twitches at the insult.
"I'll need to report this the the teachers." You snort at her, she was too arrogant for her own good.
You weren't even trying to be fast, you quickly snatched her glasses away. Lifting them up away from her reach.
"H-Hey! Give them back!" She hops up, trying to reach for her spectacles. You blush a bit as you notice the noticeable bouncing of her breasts.
"Only if you don't snitch." You step back at her advance, she's trying to pull down your shirt in order to reach for it.
She shoves herself into you, the both of you falling.
You open your eyes, you had instinctively embraced her in order to cushion her fall.
Her blue eyes stare into you like two sapphires of priceless value. You felt more breathless than you did smoking through an entire pack. You can feel her ample bosom compressing on your chest.
She's blushing, realizing how close the two of you were. She quickly takes back her glasses form the floor, clambering up like lightening and turning away as she put them on.
You get back up slower in comparison, rubbing the back of your head.
"I-I never noticed how pretty your eyes were." She froze like a statue, you wanna punch yourself in the face for blathering that out.
The two of you awkwardly left it at that, she never really did file that report.
The next day you were crouching at the same place, no cigarettes. You've decided to quit after that incident.
You kept on chewing on your gum when someone familiar came by.
You're looking down at her shoes, she's standing over you arms crossed.
"You're not smoking?" She's surprised judging by the tone.
"Yeah, yeah I learned my les-." You were standing up as you gave your answer, pausing when you noticed it.
She wasn't wearing her glasses.
Her eyes are narrowed, her face set into a serious expression, but she still couldn't fight the blush that was threatening to break out.
You're fighting a blush of your own as well.
"Cute." You cringe internally, your tongue running out again without thinking.
She's turning red, grinding her teeth.
"Take me seriously Anon-kun." She's stomping on her feet, fists clenched by her side.
"Do you wanna go out for some karaoke?" You finally slap your mouth shut, you were not ogey.
She freezes, her face cycling through a myriad of expressions before it settles to bashful embarrassment.
"S-Sure!." The both of you stand their just clueless, no idea what to do next.
In the end the both of you exchanged contact info, going on your merry ways. Ignoring one another for the rest of the school day.
You had no idea what you were doing but apparently you now had a date for Saturday.