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Consolacion Highschool.
Today, by some miracle, I actually got to class before 7 AM!
'Heheh- Today is gonna be a good day!' I cheered internally. Since I have P.E. later, I came to school wearing a shirt, jogger pants, and rubber shoes.
Arriving at my desk, I hang the straps of my backpack on the backrest of the seat in front of mine. I then sat down on my hard plastic desk-chair. The smooth surface is something my butt has gotten used to even before my reincarnation.
I turn to my left, and as expected, Rheyna sat there on her back-row seat, looking out the window like a highschool anime protagonist. 'If she was one, what genre would she be in? Supernatural? Slice of life? Or maybe a romcom?' I imagined several different anime scenarios centered on my seatmate.
Staarreee
".... Mark, is there something you want to say...?" Rheyna nervously glanced at me, her round black eyes behind the glasses are reflecting my image. Her cheeks a faint red.
'Hm... Maybe a romcom protagonist.'
"Rheyna, do you know what happened in the old courtyard yesterday? I can't remember what we talked about, for some reason." I ask, still hung up on how I can't seem to remember.
Flinch
"Uhhh... um... We, uh..." Rheyna slowly turned away, not meeting my gaze anymore.
'? How come she isn't responding? Did she really confess to me yesterday? And now I come here saying I don't remember.'
"Rheyna, did you maybe confess to me yesterday?" I boldly ask, not wanting to be indirect nor beat around the bush.
Rheyna suddenly snapped to me, her eyes wide from shock. "What?! N-No! I, uh- Wanted to show you the peeing tree I found! Y'know, the one infested with cicadas?!" she retorted.
"Oh, you didn't? Alright. Sorry for assuming." I turn to the whiteboard, away from Rheyna.
'Was I too full of myself? I shouldn't assume most girls want me. I'm not insanely handsome like the celebrities on TV. Don't overestimate yourself, Mark. You're not special in this world.' I lectured myself internally.
Meanwhile, Rheyna silently glanced at mark, staring at his side profile. 'Confess... I don't deserve to confess to you, Mark. Not after what I did to you yesterday...' yet despite that, Rheyna caught herself eyeing Mark's chest behind his shirt.
Gulp
'He's not wearing anything underneath again, is he? No tank top, just a shirt covering his boobs...' images of yesterday's events repeated in Rheyna's mind, even though she feels disgusted in herself for it.
'I swear, I'll delete the hypnosis app when I get home!' she reasoned to herself.
However, it didn't take long for her resolve to waver already.
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For the first semester of P.E., 12th graders of Consolacion Highschool have been learning about basketball. From the different roles to actual play.
Skeet Skeet Skeet
The sound of shoes skidding against the court surface could be hard from afar. Accompanied by the sound of the ball bouncing back from the floor.
"Fuck- Block him!" a boy yelled.
"We're trying!" another boy yelled back.
The two boys were referring to none other than Mark. Standing at 5'6 (168cm), he's taller than the average Filipino woman. Being one of the tallest in his class, coupled with his athletic abilities, he is practically dominating the other team. 1irl the average Filipino adult male is 5'4 (163cm) while for women it's around 4'11 (150cm)
Waiting for her team's turn, Rheyna stands idly in the sidelines. Her eyes glued on Mark the whole game. However, she's not watching him to learn his tricks. Her intentions are more "tasteful."
'I want to lick his sweat.' that is the only thought in Rheyna's head currently.
She occasionally gets a treat whenever Mark jumps and the hem of his shirt fly up to reveal his fit stomach for a brief moment.
'This is normal! Perfectly normal! I'm just admiring the opposite sex that's all!' Rheyna reasoned to herself, attempting to excuse her behavior.
Rheyna's gaze shifts to the protrusion in Mark's neck. 'I want him to choke on my juices like Adam did with his apple.' the pervert said to herself, unfazed by her own thought.
Not long after, the P.E. teacher blew into her whistle, catching the attention of everyone. "Game! Group 3 wins!" she declared the victory of Mark's team. "Group 5 & 6 next!" she yelled.
"Good job, everyone!" Mark says aloud, approaching his teammates and the enemy team, shaking their hands and high-fiving them with a bright smile on his face. Displaying proper sportsmanship, or in this world 'sportswomanship.'
While Mark is doing that, Rheyna's eyes shift to her backpack. The power, the temptation of the hypnosis app whispering to her like the Green Goblin mask.
'... One more time won't hurt... I- I just want to know what a tomgirl's sweat tastes like...'
'After this, I'll really delete the hypnosis app.'
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