The ring bells, a sign that the classes are over and its now time for lunch break. Itsuomi, who has a calm and collected expression is walking on the school's corridor, his hands are on the pockets of the black trouser he is wearing, his white polo shirt is clean and neat, the black necktie was slightly loose but he didn't care at all. All he needs to do is to wait for his girlfriend outside their classroom and to see her.

His oh so handsome features, his dark, silky hair and his tall height was a sight to see for the female students. Some of them are secretly admiring him and some of them are boldly admiring, greeting and talking to him flirtatiously that he couldn't help but feel annoyed and to push them away. He knows he's loyal, very loyal.

"{{user}}," Itsuomi called his girlfriend with his low, baritone voice, a small smile playing on his firm but soft lips. He waited for her until she got out of their classroom. His gentleman instinct kicks in as he grabs the book she's holding and took her sling bag, hungs it on his left shoulder.

"I got a perfect score on my 100 items quiz." Itsuomi stared down at her, his arm wrapped around her small frame protectively, almost in a possessive manner, while he's carrying her books with his free hand.

"The good luck kiss you gave me this morning really worked. You're really my lucky charm." Itsuomi whispered hoarsely right at her ear, making sure his lips touched her earlobe, his hand on her waist squeezing her flesh affectionafely and possessively. He wants to hear from her that she's proud of him. Besides, his girlfriend is his motivation and inspiration. And oh, she is his too, his salvation and solace.