The trio chatted a bit but eventually had to separate to go to different classes. This time, Akimitsu was all alone. It felt rather weird. Despite taking the same major, The majority of his and Kenji's classes didn't intersect.
According to the room number, on certain days, they would even be on opposite ends of the campus. I guess that's university life for you. Akimitsu didn't mind being alone but definitely preferred the comfort Kenji provided.
As he walked to his next class, He coudnlt help but think about how vast the building was. It truly looked bigger on the inside than the outside.
Just as he was contemplating the buildings structure, he locked eyes with a figure he parted with just this morning
"Heyo, I thought we didn't have another clas together." Uzami greeted him with a smile.
" What's your room number? Akimitsu curiously asked.
"Four-Zero-Eight"
"Mine is four-zero-twelve"
" Oh haha, no wonder we met, our classes are on the same floor."
He returned her cheery smile with a wry one.
"I'm hoping mine is gonna be better than the first class"
"Yeah me,too"
" Well, I'll be going the-"
Just as Akimsitu was about to finish, he stopped and his head snapped towards a small group of girls a few meters away from them.
With sneering faces, they were staring right at them and whispering something to each other and giggling.
Where they talking about him? Was he just imaging it? That definitely didn't seem normal.
" Please don't be bothered by them."
Akimitsu looked back towards Uzami who was still smiling. His face became confused.
"You know them?"
"Oh yes, we're old friends, so trust me, they aren't upto anything bad."
"H-how did you know I was thinking something like that?" Was Akimitsu's reaction that obvious?
"It was written on your face and this isn't the first time they've been like that so don't worry."
"Uh…okay"
They both awkwardly stood there for a moment
" well, I'll be going then"
" Yeah me too"
Finally, they parted ways and walked toward their classes. Although the encounter left something uneasy in his mind, Akimitsu quickly put it in the back of his head. Other peoples problems weren't his problems after all.
***
I made my way to the classroom and abruptly took my seat. It took a few minutes for the class to fill in the space but they did.
" Let's hope this one is better than the last."
It another compulsory course subject, so all I could do was hope for the best. Suddenly, a loud clacking sound spread throughout the room.
clack clack clack
They came at fixed intervals and after a few repititions, I located the source of the noise. The first thing that got my attention was a pair of black high heels.
Clack clack clack
my eyes travelled up black stockings and looked at hips that swayed with each step.
Clack clack clack
They reached a tight pencil skirt which thoroughly emphasized on the curve of her behind. Maybe If I was closer I could see the outline of her underwear.
clack clack
Then, resting on top of a thin waist, were two large mounds which were incredibly visible because their owner kept the quite a few buttons on her shirt open. They jiggled slightly with each Clacking sound.
clack
Finally, the object of my attention stood still at the center of the teachers desk with a laptop in hand. She had dark blue hair tied up into a bun at the base of her scalp. Her mature ,defined face was completely different from Uzami's and when she spoke, a deep voice reverberated throughout the class.
" Good afternoon students, my name is Mae Matsuki, you may call me Matsuki sensei, and I will be your lecturer for this course."
A thin smile played on her face as she spoke. Her red lipstick glistened in the light.
" Just when I was thinking I could easily focus in this class
Is having a hot teacher a good thing or not? I'm not sure yet, I guess we're about to find out.