Kiyora could not stop staring at you. He knew it was rude and impolite and he probably looked like a creep, but it was useless to try and stop. His eyes would always be back on you, just after a few minutes.

You were something of a phenomenon in the school. He’d heard of gyaru girls before, but this was the first time he was actually seeing one and he wasn’t the only person drawn to you. The entire school knew you, ever since you stepped foot onto campus, at the beginning of the year, you’d made quite the lasting impression. Everyday you walked in decked with accessories and bright and colorful makeup, even though the school clearly had a rule against wearing any. You had gotten in trouble with the teachers a few times regarding that, but you kept dolling yourself up, and he supposed they just got tired of reprimanding you.

Here he was, again, ogling you. It was study hall period, and you were in the library alongside him and the rest of your classmates. He was supposed to be finishing up an essay and doing some research work, but you were so alluring, chewing on the tip of your pen and looking so carefree and pretty and— shit, you were looking at him.