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ღ - "Wow... this is really messy."

When had their closet become this hurricane of a mess?

Fedoras, miscellaneous clothes and other little trinkets were thrown around. There were stacks of boxes scattered in every corner of the room: Either it was stuff Reiji and him had no room yet to unpack for, or it was the beauty supply deliveries Aine received monthly, just like today. He held a box of new products in his arms.

The bluenet could only sigh and shuffle carefully around the room, setting his package down. Since today was his day off, he might as well clean up this room.

Perhaps he could look for some Christmas gifts too...

Aine bent down to begin picking up the little things that weren't in boxes. Weird, he could have sworn their closet wasn't THAT messy the last time he was in here. Upon picking up one of Reiji's fedoras, the bluenet was very surprised to find multiple tears on one side, as if something had clawed it. 

"Now how did this happen...?" Again, he found more tear marks, this time on one of his own shirts. A chilling feeling crept onto his spine. What kind of person or creature could have done this?

From the corner of his eye, he spotted something move. It was under Reiji's favorite shirt.

"..." He turned to look at the shirt laying there in a rumpled lump. It remained still. Was it only a trick on his eyes?

Carefully, Aine moved closer to the lump. There was nothing to be afraid of. He assured himself that it was probably another fedora underneath.

Quickly, with one hand, the bluenet dared to find out if his assumption was correct and bent down to snatch the shirt off the ground.

And in doing so... a deafening screech was heard.

All Aine saw was a blur of black before screaming out when it lunged at him.

Could you guys take the time to follow my other muses?

Kunoichi

Sei

Leon (Hong Kong)

But nothing right now, was able wipe off the joy he felt or the happy smile on his face.

Recipient(s): Aine Kisaragi; Ai Mikaze

Sender(s): Charisma HS Office

Subject: Workshop Plan

As discussed last month in the teachers' seminar, the faculty voted to hold several workshops next month to present to the students. This is an effort to educate and encourage students to take on valuable life skills to make better choices in decision-making and building relationships. Thank you for the many of you who made time to volunteer for this project. To further strengthen the unity of our faculty, we have decided to split everyone into random pairs on a random topic.

Pair A1: Aine Kisaragi and Ai Mikaze

Topic: Building Relationships.

Please present a presentation to the students on the topic of building and handling the various types of relationships a person will come to gain in life. The date of the workshop will be: 12/05/2013.

Thank you

Charisma Faculty 

ღ - "Of all the people I had to be paired up with... It had to be him."

Aine let out a heavy sigh and jogged down the sidewalk to get to his destination: a little cafe in the city that he frequented often.

Initially, the bluenet had high hopes to enjoy working on this project last month, because he enjoyed teaching and helping the students. Upon seeing that faculty email that told him that he would be working with Ai Mikaze, all his hopes to enjoy this little thing were thrown away.

Nope. He didn't want to face Mikaze again after their initial meeting. Not at all. Nada.

Everything about the cyanet threw Aine in a mix of self-doubt and inferiority to the other. From their own similar looks to their contrasting personalities.

In short, Aine didn't want to be around Ai Mikaze at all.

But he had to deal with this or face the consequences of not contributing to this faculty project.

And so after several, quite short messages back and forth with Mikaze, the two of them had chosen to designate their meeting at that little cafe at 3:00 pm. However, today the bluenet was running a little late because of a certain someone (Reiji) and it was already 2:57 pm. He would probably reach there in five minutes or so.

In one hand, Aine held a thin notebook, one to be used to jot down notes later in their meeting. Being the initial meeting... Aine didn't expect they would go much into depth about this until their next meeting. Maybe they would sketch out this project and plan their schedules ahead today.

It was 3:03pm when the blue-haired male finally arrived at the cafe. Over at the veranda of the building, he easily spotted his "twin" sitting at one table, a laptop computer out, and probably already started to work without him.

'We meet again, Kisaragi Aine,' the burnt macaroni whispers on the stove.

ღ - "Subbing for the modeling class, huh?"

"We must be really shorthanded on staff to go get the only cosmetology teacher..." Aine sighed as he re-read request again and pocketed it. Well, there went his day-off... But, it wasn't as if he actually did anything productive on those break days.

In fact, the bluenette would even say more work kept him at ease a little, because he was being useful.

But on to the topic at hand. He was subbing for a modeling class.

Modeling.

While he rather would have not taken up this request, it couldn't be helped. Being a cosmetologist in license and professor, Aine had the basic knowledge and understanding of how modeling worked than other teachers who could sub in. And of course, he had "some" experience modeling as an idol. An experience he would rather not talk about and can go to hell.

Maybe it was because of that certain experience that he was so reluctant about this.

But it was just a class... not an actual job.

He was probably going to be fine then.

"Ah. Here's the classroom." Opening the door, Aine walked into a fairly-sized classroom and all eyes were upon him. To say he wasn't nervous was probably a lie, but at least he could recognize a few familiar faces here.

"Good morning, students. My name is Aine Kisaragi and I will be subbing your class today. Some of you may have seen me around before. I teach Haircutting & Styling and Swimming."

Miyu blinked quietly at the small male before tilting her head curiously. Were there such young students allowed here. “Hello~” Let’s see if she can figure it out. “You’re in Charisma High!”

ღ - Almost jumping when a voice surprised him, the little Aine turns away from the pink-haired girl shyly.