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Yuzuki was busy with the English worksheet handed out by the teacher when the desk next to her was occupied by none other than Eiji. She had seen him in class earlier but was distracted by the teacher and her friends before she could even say hi. He said his own greeting then mentioned he felt like he was being watched yesterday at which point Yuzuki covered his mouth with her hand.
"Not here!" she whispered, putting one finger to her lips. "You might be heard!"
One of Yuzuki's friends stopped by, raising her eyebrows as she looked between the two. She then shrugged and reminded Yuzuki they were going out to eat later. "Souta's paying for all five of us, unless you bail out again," she warned in a teasing manner, laughing. Yuzuki watched her go before turning back to Eiji, removing her hand from his mouth.
"Can you meet me on the rooftop an hour after school is over? We can discuss . . . what you told me there."
"Not here!" she whispered, putting one finger to her lips. "You might be heard!"
One of Yuzuki's friends stopped by, raising her eyebrows as she looked between the two. She then shrugged and reminded Yuzuki they were going out to eat later. "Souta's paying for all five of us, unless you bail out again," she warned in a teasing manner, laughing. Yuzuki watched her go before turning back to Eiji, removing her hand from his mouth.
"Can you meet me on the rooftop an hour after school is over? We can discuss . . . what you told me there."