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Kiyoshi, arriving in the classroom, took a seat near the front. Surrounded by boisterous boys throwing paper balls and scowling girls discussing the cutest guy in the class, Kiyoshi was willing Akio sensei to arrive.
"Come on, Akio" he inwardly whimpered as the minute hand of the clock overhead the board crept past the number 12. "He's late...".
Kiyoshi's angst wasn't down purely to his love his study - though he was indeed studious and diligent in his schoolwork. Kiyoshi especially enjoyed studying under Akio sensei, not just because he admired how far he'd come in his career despite being so young, but because Kiyoshi fell in love with everything that embodied the man that was Akio Koi.
Kiyoshi loved Akio's petite frame. He loved his free-flowing hair, kept in check by the crude ponytail atop his head. His glasses served to make him appear so much more learned, and emphasised his large blue-ish eyes that would often change to a glowing cerise colour when shone upon by the projector at the front of the room.
Kiyoshi had begun to daydream, and was quickly snapped back into reality when the subject of his musing burst in the door.
"Heh, he overslept... Cute"
Kiyoshi let his head rest in his open palms as he gazed up at his teacher who proceeded to teach the class, justifying over and over again everything that had made the student fall in love with Akio.
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