“Your panty is light blue today..” Kazuha murmured quietly from behind, his gaze fixed upon your skirt, a gentle smile adorning his face. After each class, he would unintentionally steal glances at your notably short skirt, resulting in catching glimpses of your undergarments. This habit seemed to have become ingrained within him.

“I’m looking forward tomorrow, will it be pink? Yellow? or maybe.. none?” He teased as he winked at you. His habit was somehow starting to irritate you.