They Would Fly – Scene III

Stripping off her shirt Saeko flopped back on her new bed after a most... interesting first day of classes. Everything was so different. The teachers, the system...

“The boys,” she muttered, moving her arm to cover her eyes from the artificial sun shining through her “sun roof”. There was one in particular that bugged her. That one from the hanger a week or so ago...

What was his problem anyway? she wondered and blindly groped for her bear. He had been staring at her almost the entire day and in every class. Judging from the odd looks he’d received from the professors and students, Saeko seriously doubted that he even belonged in half the classes he’d managed to pop up in.

She had to admit though: He was cute. Hot even. But it wasn’t as if he didn’t have his own fan club already, seeing as how always managed to have a few girls trailing after him.

Surprisingly frustrated, Saeko hurled her stuffed anime up, up, and out the opening in her ceiling. It should have come straight down but obviously hit a small obstacle, receiving a muttered “ouch” in reply.

Curious, Saeko looked up to investigate and was greeted with a face she definitely should not have seen there.

“Hello.” Hokusai grinned, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly.

Saeko screamed.