"Why? Don't tell me he's stolen your woman or should I say women?
"Oui, apparently so."
"Bloody hell, what happened to you, Frogface?" Arthur said as a smirk played on his mouth. "Now excuse me, I have a lady to attend to." he walked over to a girl, her eyes quickly lighting up. Time to rub it in that frog's face, Arthur thought, smiling.
"Kya!" Arthur smirked as those words came out of her mouth. "It's [Male Name]!" she quickly brushed past Arthur, running towards the window. "Ohayou, [Male Name]!" she yelled through the window, waving her hand.
On the school yard, a boy with short [Hair Color] hair and [Eye Color] eyes looked up at her and smiled. He wasn't handsome the way Francis nor Arthur was. It was a hint more boyish. Maybe that added to his charm. That didn't matter to Arthur nor Francis.
They both approached the window, glaring at [Male Name]. Of course [Male Name] noticed their intense glares and merely smiled and then wave at them. "Dammit, he's good!" they both thought.
"Ah, so which one of you fell for [Male Name]?" a girl next to their seat said with her legs crossed under the table asked. "Is it the perverse frog or the false gentleman?" she smirked, her eyes not leaving her novel. "Is this love masked under hate?" she flipped a page.
"Shut up." Francis and Arthur said in unison.
"Wait, what? I wasn't talking to you." her eyes finally leaving her book. "Still, do you really think you can outmatch he-him?" closing her book after marking it with a dog ear.
"Of course, I am the invincible British gentleman!"
"And I am Francis, is dzat not all we have to say?"
"Nope. Unlike both of you, [Male Name] is not an act, frankly speaking." she said. "Trust me, I've seen both of you drunk." she muttered in an inaudible tone.
"Well you better get to class. Teacher-who-must-not-be-named's coming." she continued, getting up from her chair, then walking out of the room.
"... - .- - ..- ... .-. . .--. --- .-. - "
" -.-. .- -. .----. - ..-. .. -. -.. .... .. --"
" -.. .- -- -. -.-- --- ..- -... .-.. --- --- -.. -.-- ..-. .-. --- --. .. -.-. .- -. .----. - . ...- . -. - .-. ..- ... - -.-- --- ..- .-- .. - .... ... ..- -.-. .... .- -- . .- ... .-.. . -.-- - .- ... -.- .- -. -.. -.-- . - -.-- --- ..- -....- -....- " Arthur began to pound his pen intensely on the table, making it stand out from the usual noise, though the teacher just took it as a way for him to quiet down the class and thanked him.
".-. . .-.. .- -..- .- .-. - .... ..- .-. --..-- .-.. --- --- -.- - .... . .-. . .----. ... .- -... . .- ..- - .. ..-. ..- .-.. --. .. .-. - .... . .-. . .-.-.- -- .- -.-- -... . .. ... .... --- ..- .-.. -.. -- .- -.- . .... . .-. -- .. -. . -... . ..-. --- .-. . .... . -.-. --- -- . ... .-.-.-" Francis began to pound, but in a more peaceful pace.
Arthur took a quick glance at the window. His glance turned to a gaze as he saw a girl with [Eye Color] orbs and [Hair Color] hair tied in a ponytail. Dammit, she is beautiful. Who'd he have to face? [Male Name]? Francis? That guy from Seborga? Who did they think he was? Scott Pilgrim?
The girl smiled, then waved at him. Arthur looked away as a pinkish tint rose to his cheeks. Francis snickered and so did his friends.
Challenge accepted, Arthur, thought.
"Nothing strange happening." Francis said, looking through the window. Classes had just end, so now, they were both in the Student Council room watching [Male Name] as the others worked through the paperwork.
"Hey [Male Name], c'mon!" another girl said, dragging him by the arm.
"But.. But, isn't this.. Well.."
"No one gonna notice!"
Arthur and Francis watched him being dragged by the girl to the.. Girls' bathroom?! Both had ideas running through their heads to fuel a hetero 'Boku No Pico'. Although, Arthur looked down with a full blown tomato red covering his face as to Francis with his perverse smile plastered on his face.
"Disgusting." Yao said as he passed by, seeing how the female swimming team was just in their field of vision.
Without critical thinking, they ran out of the clubroom, with only one thought, I.Will.Not.Lose. Soon, both of them were already at the front of the Girls' bathroom. There wasn't any hesitation. Arthur entered the room, found him, punched him.
Francis and Arthur stared wide eyed. There they saw a girl. The same, beautiful girl crying. Her opened up shirt revealed a [Favorite Color] short-sleeved undershirt with small teardrops already staining it.
Next to her, a kimono lays on the floor, ready to be put on. Francis and Arthur finally recalled it. Her name is [Full Name], class 2-4, a member of the Fasion Club.
"GET THE HELL OUTTA HERE!" the girl yelled, a vein already popping.
It was the next day. Unlike yesterday, you wore the typical winter uniform for this weather. Unlike yesterday, the whole club guarded you from anything of the opposite gender, including Felix.
"You again!" that girl from yesterday, [Friend Name] yelled, pointing at Arthur and Francis. This was stirring up a commotion as every class from each side of the hall peeked through their doors, some bystanders began video recording with their cellphones. [Friend Name] picking a fight and Natalya with her creepy smile and a ruler resting on her shoulder. They knew it. Shit will go down.
You quickly flinched at the sight of both Francis and Arthur, hiding behind [Best friend Name]. Suck it up, [Name]. You have, must do it. These thoughts enveloped your mind as you took a deep breathe, clenching your fist.
"Uhh," you said walking out of [Best Friend Name]'s shadow. "These are for you." you said handing each of them a paper bag filled with small cookies.
"Thank you" they both said and awkwardly recieved the bags from you.
"I'm sorry!" you bowed. "I insulted both of you. I really look up to Arthur as the school president and Francis as a person who has self confidence! Please forgive me!" you said so fast, it sounded like Kiku ranting about anime again.
You looked up, "But is it okay if [Na- I could become friends with both Arthur and Francis?"
They both nodded. Arthur blushed pretty quickly as to Francis with only a subtle pinkish tint on his cheeks.
"Really? Thank you!" you smiled a smile filled with gratitude. One that made anyone fall for you with the smallest glance. Yes, these two men fell for you, the girl who once got on their nerves.
"Please take care of me!"