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"How badass does Queen Ramona sound?"

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Asahi Azumane cracked his knuckles as he loomed over his study guide. He wasn't going to flunk another History test even if the process killed him. All the terms that he tried so desperately to etch into his brain seemed to be doing the exact opposite. He read it aloud but it only went in one ear and out the other, making it seem impossible to memorize the material.

"King Louis XIV was King Louis XIII's son. That seems obvious enough," he mumbled to himself, scanning the assigned study pages for the test.

"Not really."

A girl that Asahi immediately recognized to be (Name) plopped down in the seat next to him, her glasses pushed back on the top of her head and a pencil placed behind her ear. Any of Asahi's focus had flown out the window the moment she decided to sit next to him of all the other people in the library, and any sense of composure that he had went along with it. He stared at her blankly while she simply heaved an identical History book on top of the table and flipped the pages in a manner that was anything but graceful.

"Louis XIII's dad was Henry IV, so he could have just as easily been Henry V as he could have been Louis XIII. Isn't that weird how monarchs lose all sense of creativity when it comes to their kid's name and dub them a plain name like Henry? If I were a queen, I'd name my kid something like Ramona or Adrian. How badass does Queen Ramona sound?" she rambled, not taking her eyes off of her book and tapping her glasses down so they fell on the bridge of her nose. Asahi didn't reply but continued to stare at her. He wondered if the fact that he found her the most beautiful girl in school became obvious to her and that led her to sitting by him, or if the universe had decided that this time, they were going to do something good for Asahi. However, despite the universe's golden opportunity, Asahi continued to look at (Name) as if she were a ghost.

"What page are you on?" she asked, pretending not to notice his indiscreet stares that he considered to be very discreet.

"Uh- 240," he mumbled while he shifted his gaze back towards his book.

"Oh, not this," she groaned, slipping her hands under her glasses to rub her eyes, "This is hard to memorize."

Explaining how they managed to waver from studying so efficiently about monarchs is something that can't quite be described. One minute, they were discussing the rules of different kings and queens, and the next they had gotten into a deep discussion about blue whales. The conversation seemed to jump so naturally, as if they had talked many times before when in reality, this was the first time they had said anything more than "hi" to each other.

"Okay, this is the size of a human, right?"

"Yeah."

"This is the size of a blue whale."

"Woah."

"I know. It's huge enough that we would be able to swim in it's blood vessels," (Name) said, flipping through many pictures of blue whales on her phone, "It makes you feel so insignificant, right? I get the same feeling when I learn about space and shit, like, here I am, a clump of tissues and atoms thinking that I'm the most important aspect to this universe."

Asahi only nodded, contributing only occasional hums and agreements to the conversation, encouraging (Name) to continue her rant which he was enjoying immensely. She had a habit of getting caught up in her words. Maybe that's why her personality clashed with others so frequently, because others assumed that the only thing she cared about was saying her opinion. Asahi wasn't one of those people, and maybe that was why (Name) found him so intriguing. He wasn't like the people who would murmur empty agreements, clearly not paying attention to anything she was saying, but he seemed pretty interested in every word that left her mouth.

"So, would you say that the blue whale is your favorite animal?" he questioned, finally deciding to vocalize his thoughts when she seemed to be running out of words to say, but she knew she still had more to speak.

"Oh god, I don't know. That's like asking a mom who her favorite child is. There are so many animals in the world. I think the blue whale would probably be my favorite sea animal- but wait, no- that's a lie- what about dolphins? Orca whales? God, all of them are fantastic, can't all animals be my favorite animal?" she said, fully aware that she wasn't making sense to anyone, or at least anyone besides Asahi. He would let a small smile inhabit his face as she talked passionately about the migration of whales and the endangerment of them as well. He didn't care too much that he was using up quality studying time, and she didn't seem to care either; the two of them were enjoying this conversation a lot more than they would be studying.

Asahi felt an unexpected tang of disappointment when (Name) said she had to go. It seemed as if she realized that she had literally spoken to him for 2 hours about sea animals, because her face turned a deep shade of red. Asahi took it upon himself to reassure her that he enjoyed himself as she continued to blush and shut her books hastily.

"(Name)- um- if you want to, would you like to study some more tomorrow?" he asked, looking anywhere but her. A smile found its way on her face when she observed the flustered state both of them were in. Blushes were dusted on their cheeks, as if revealing the fact that neither of them wanted this to be the last time they talked.

"I would love to... 'study' with you tomorrow," she smiled while she clutched onto her History book and part of her sleeve. He tried his best not to show the relief on his face due to the fact that she had actually accepted, and nodded slightly. Though he mentally kicked himself for being so awkward, (Name) couldn't get enough of it. She was quite the opposite of him; she spoke when he was silent, laughed when he only smiled, and was a good deal shorter than he was. That probably inspired them to meet again (and again, and again) to have more 'study sessions', knowing that they wouldn't spend anytime looking at their book.

For now, at least, the blushes stayed on their cheeks, their goodbyes were uncoordinated and awkward, Asahi continued to feel flustered whenever (Name) would do anything remotely cute, and they both were terribly unprepared for their history test.

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♬

"How badass does Queen Ramona sound?"

-

Asahi Azumane cracked his knuckles as he loomed over his study guide. He wasn't going to flunk another History test even if the process killed him. All the terms that he tried so desperately to etch into his brain seemed to be doing the exact opposite. He read it aloud but it only went in one ear and out the other, making it seem impossible to memorize the material.

"King Louis XIV was King Louis XIII's son. That seems obvious enough," he mumbled to himself, scanning the assigned study pages for the test.

"Not really."

A girl that Asahi immediately recognized to be (Name) plopped down in the seat next to him, her glasses pushed back on the top of her head and a pencil placed behind her ear. Any of Asahi's focus had flown out the window the moment she decided to sit next to him of all the other people in the library, and any sense of composure that he had went along with it. He stared at her blankly while she simply heaved an identical History book on top of the table and flipped the pages in a manner that was anything but graceful.

"Louis XIII's dad was Henry IV, so he could have just as easily been Henry V as he could have been Louis XIII. Isn't that weird how monarchs lose all sense of creativity when it comes to their kid's name and dub them a plain name like Henry? If I were a queen, I'd name my kid something like Ramona or Adrian. How badass does Queen Ramona sound?" she rambled, not taking her eyes off of her book and tapping her glasses down so they fell on the bridge of her nose. Asahi didn't reply but continued to stare at her. He wondered if the fact that he found her the most beautiful girl in school became obvious to her and that led her to sitting by him, or if the universe had decided that this time, they were going to do something good for Asahi. However, despite the universe's golden opportunity, Asahi continued to look at (Name) as if she were a ghost.

"What page are you on?" she asked, pretending not to notice his indiscreet stares that he considered to be very discreet.

"Uh- 240," he mumbled while he shifted his gaze back towards his book.

"Oh, not this," she groaned, slipping her hands under her glasses to rub her eyes, "This is hard to memorize."

Explaining how they managed to waver from studying so efficiently about monarchs is something that can't quite be described. One minute, they were discussing the rules of different kings and queens, and the next they had gotten into a deep discussion about blue whales. The conversation seemed to jump so naturally, as if they had talked many times before when in reality, this was the first time they had said anything more than "hi" to each other.

"Okay, this is the size of a human, right?"

"Yeah."

"This is the size of a blue whale."

"Woah."

"I know. It's huge enough that we would be able to swim in it's blood vessels," (Name) said, flipping through many pictures of blue whales on her phone, "It makes you feel so insignificant, right? I get the same feeling when I learn about space and shit, like, here I am, a clump of tissues and atoms thinking that I'm the most important aspect to this universe."

Asahi only nodded, contributing only occasional hums and agreements to the conversation, encouraging (Name) to continue her rant which he was enjoying immensely. She had a habit of getting caught up in her words. Maybe that's why her personality clashed with others so frequently, because others assumed that the only thing she cared about was saying her opinion. Asahi wasn't one of those people, and maybe that was why (Name) found him so intriguing. He wasn't like the people who would murmur empty agreements, clearly not paying attention to anything she was saying, but he seemed pretty interested in every word that left her mouth.

"So, would you say that the blue whale is your favorite animal?" he questioned, finally deciding to vocalize his thoughts when she seemed to be running out of words to say, but she knew she still had more to speak.

"Oh god, I don't know. That's like asking a mom who her favorite child is. There are so many animals in the world. I think the blue whale would probably be my favorite sea animal- but wait, no- that's a lie- what about dolphins? Orca whales? God, all of them are fantastic, can't all animals be my favorite animal?" she said, fully aware that she wasn't making sense to anyone, or at least anyone besides Asahi. He would let a small smile inhabit his face as she talked passionately about the migration of whales and the endangerment of them as well. He didn't care too much that he was using up quality studying time, and she didn't seem to care either; the two of them were enjoying this conversation a lot more than they would be studying.

Asahi felt an unexpected tang of disappointment when (Name) said she had to go. It seemed as if she realized that she had literally spoken to him for 2 hours about sea animals, because her face turned a deep shade of red. Asahi took it upon himself to reassure her that he enjoyed himself as she continued to blush and shut her books hastily.

"(Name)- um- if you want to, would you like to study some more tomorrow?" he asked, looking anywhere but her. A smile found its way on her face when she observed the flustered state both of them were in. Blushes were dusted on their cheeks, as if revealing the fact that neither of them wanted this to be the last time they talked.

"I would love to... 'study' with you tomorrow," she smiled while she clutched onto her History book and part of her sleeve. He tried his best not to show the relief on his face due to the fact that she had actually accepted, and nodded slightly. Though he mentally kicked himself for being so awkward, (Name) couldn't get enough of it. She was quite the opposite of him; she spoke when he was silent, laughed when he only smiled, and was a good deal shorter than he was. That probably inspired them to meet again (and again, and again) to have more 'study sessions', knowing that they wouldn't spend anytime looking at their book.

For now, at least, the blushes stayed on their cheeks, their goodbyes were uncoordinated and awkward, Asahi continued to feel flustered whenever (Name) would do anything remotely cute, and they both were terribly unprepared for their history test.