Takako Kobuchizawa

"Wait Takako"

"Were going to be late, what are you standing there for?" Takako said, without even turning back to him.

"Y...Yeah, your right" Sora was about to say something to her but stopped feeling the gloomy air around her.

'Maybe she's angry about me not responding to her for a whole week?... That should be it! I'll treat her later to make up with it' Sora thought to himself completely zoning out from reality as the thoughts keep appearing on what he would be treating her later.

'Hmmph... Zoning out again even when you're with a beautiful girl. Many would die for your position' Takako thought, seeing him zoning out completely right beside her.

"Oh right, Takako are you free later?"

"Yeah, why?" Takako said casually.

"I was thinking of inviting you and Izumi later for dinner I got some good news to share," Sora said, having a little hint behind his words.

'Yeah... Forgot about that little rascal that seduced him just for a dare... Maybe its time to tell him the truth, and in her face too' Takako said, grinning a little.

Sora didn't know what Takako is thinking but he is excited to tell them about his recent achievement.

They reached the gate of the school and planned to enter it but was stopped by there gym teacher who was in charge to guard the gate for students that are late just like them.

"Sora Kanashi Aaaand Takako Kobuchizawa, late again so it seems. It's good to see Sora-Kun to not have changed after a one-week absence and also Takako-chan seems to me you've been beginning to have Sora-Kun's tardiness" The gym teacher said,

Sora and Takako look at each other and seems to know what the other is thinking they rubbed their hand together coming up with a plan with just looking at each other it's like they've done these for a million times.

"Look sensei isn't that the principal? Wow she's wearing something gorgeous today isn't it Takako?" Sora said, nudging Takako's elbow.

"Haha like that's gonna work for me again, I've been practicing for this moment you two rascals come with me to the office and well talk," The gym teacher said, having a smug face looking at them both.

While he was talking with Sora, Takako brought her bag to the front and thrown it in front of their sensei's face and ran leaving her bag for sora to pick up and ran for himself too.

Their teacher is surprised by the sneak attack and was a little shook by it he felt that something hard hit his face like a cube thing just like a bento or lunch box.

Sora ran following Takako after picking up her bag with a smile blossoming on his face just like Takako who was also smiling happily.

"HA... HA...HAHAHA wow! Even after a week of not going to school still got that adrenalin running every time we confronted that gate monster!" Sora said, looking back and seeing that their sensei didn't pursue them further they stopped by the corridor of their classroom which started already a couple of minutes ago.

"Yeah... its the only redeemable fun activity in this whole boring countryside school," Takako said, breathing a little uneven.

Sora and Takako were about the enter and said there excuses for being late but before they can step inside they heard a familiar voice coming from their back.

"Sora Kanaski" They turned their heads and saw a beautiful woman standing there having a face devoid of emotion.

"I need to talk to you about something Takako-chan you can go on but you will be given extra work for being late," The beautiful woman said, before turning her back on them and walk forward.

'Why would the principal talk to me?... I smell trouble' Sora said, Paling further than he already is.

They looked at each other and know that this is trouble when they first saw her face. Takako is worried about his friend and would want to come too but seeking more trouble than they already in, is practically useless and nobody will gain off it but only produce more problems.

Sora looked at her and can only shook his head and waved her goodbye signaling her to go on with out him.

"I'll be fine get inside already," Sora said and followed their witch of a principal.