current location: Homeroom 3-B
current mood: anxious
"...And that's how I got a B in the class "
I stand by the window in homeroom fixing the cuffs of my crest-embroidered blazer while one girl fixes her floppy socks, giggling excitedly about her new cellphone charm and others chatter about the latest dorama craze. Looking at the girl next to me I notice how...incredibly short her skirt has become. Mine is mid-thigh...that's normal right? I look at my own to make sure it's not crept -way- up again.
"Oi! To-chan, you lookin' at girls legs fer a reason?" I fold my hands as flames practically burst from my ears. "N-no, senpai. It's not like that." Oh that insufferable...He's been after me ever since the bento box incident.
"Aw damn, an' here I was hopin'..." That grin really bothers me...
I sigh as the bell rings. Another normal day...
All of the cast is now thrust into the modern world. Better yet, they all go to the same high school. Hillarity may or may not ensue.