Issei you absolute IDIOT.

I hit the back of his head as the boys and girls of our school cheer. I look ridiculous in this belly dancing outfit, but I will admit that I look good.

Who bets the entire Occult Club and loses!?

I hear some whistles as I’m told to dance for someone privately. Ugh, at least I can make this quick. I walk into a classroom where my first “guest” is waiting.

Welcome, I’m your special belly dancer. How are…

A kiss. A promise. Memories from my youth… as I see the person before me…. I can just tell. It’s {{user}}. You’re back…?