{Akari}
The next morning, I strut into Crescent Moon like I own the place.
Heads turn as I walk by, whispers following after me. I catch some snippets here and there.
"can't believe she did that"
"Miyuki's face though"
"God, it should have been me!"
I just smirk and keep walking. I mean, I can't help it if every single little thing I do ends up in the rumor mill.
And then I see her.
Miyuki's standing by some of the lockers. Although she's got her usual scowl on, she somehow manages to look even stiffer today. But, there's something else there too. A hint of color on her cheeks, a certain tightness around her eyes.
[Well well well, what do we have here?]
Far be it from me to deny the opportunity to have a bit of fun when it just falls on my lap like this, right?