Swimming x cafe

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Lelouch pov:

Arriving to class, I noticed many tired faces, as most of them most likely stayed up for too long. I took my seat and looked out the window, where that guy was staring at me from yesterday. I then proceeded to look around the room, noticing that I hadn't actually made many friends.

I couldn't help but let out a troubled sigh as it's been around a week since joining. I know I haven't been trying to make any, but still. As I was feeling bad for myself, I heard two boys next to me speaking in a very excited tone.

"It's that day." I saw a guy smirking as he said it.

"We get to see the girls, especially Ichinose in swim suits," the friend responded in a lustful voice.

As I looked around the room, I noticed that most people, especially the boys, faces had changed; they went from very tried to extremely positive. This is mainly due to most of the girls now being forced to show their skin, though I guess it would be the same with the boys. As I was thinking over this, a deep sense of panic kicked in. I only just realised that I would have to also take part in this. I never really thought about it till now, but any physical activity isn't my strong suit. Plus, I may be attractive, but I'm not eager to show off my own skin to my fellow classmates.

Time flew by as it was time for swim class. As I was getting changed, I noticed most of the boys were all getting riled up. Most of them were decently built, but as I looked away from the main group, I noticed a guy with purple eyes looking at the guys with a destain of disgust. Though that was a guess as there was no give to eyes and what they could mean. Though I do remember his name, it was Ryūji Kanzaki, I believe. I'm certain that if I wasn't here, he would have been Ichinose's vice leader, and if Ichinose wasn't here, he would have been mine. From what I could gather from our short encounters, he seemed to be very serious but also very helpful.

As much as I hated the idea that most of the students had left the locker room, and not wanting to be the last one to leave, I followed suit.

As I made my way in, I couldn't help but see some students marvel at the fifty-metre pool. Though I did hear some complaints, mainly asking about where the girls would go, I decided to use this to speak up a little.

"Well, it will take them probably a little longer to change, so they won't be ready right now," I responded to the guy who was disappointed.

Though after a short conversation was stroked up, some girls started to pour into the pool area as I noticed any attention I once had turned to them. As I looked at the girls myself, I saw Yuki, and to say I was impressed by her figure would be an understatement. I couldn't help but fix her body, which was complimented by the school's swim uniform. Saying that since the first day I never really spoke to her, besides the occasional hello, we never really spoke amongst each other. Anytime it was lunch time, she would go straight to her friend groups.

Unfortunately for me, I realised I had zoned out again and had my eyes glued to her body. As I looked up, I fortunately realised she hadn't noticed. Though before I could focus on the pool, I heard a positive reaction from mostly people of the same sex as myself. After a quick glance, it became clear why. Ichinose had walked in, and every eye was on her. She was strutting in casually, and I'm sure she was aware of all the eyes, but none the less, she continued walking.

"She's definitely bigger than I expected," I said under my breath before looking away and back at the pool beside me as all positive thoughts suddenly turned negative.

After a few dreaded moments staring at the pool, I heard my name being called. As I looked back at Ichinose making her way over to me, as she did, I couldn't help but feel a lot of interesting glares coming my way. The class already had her as the leader and me as the vice, yet I noticed most people had doubts about me, mainly after the stunt I pulled on the first day.

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