Into the World of Twisted Wonderland Pt 2

✨Side Story 49: Looking Respectively✨

A/N: Soooooooooo the idea of this was based on 2 cards released in Japan server and well...I folded 👀😅

Also been a while since I asked a question!

What kind of person are you?

Outdoor or indoor?

"Sooooooo..." Rosario starts. "I heard you're living with some boys for a while."

"Yeah, only until the Song & Dance Competition is over," Angel responses with a smile as she sweeps the hallway. Grim was around the corner, getting any small trash for the brooms to sweep up as well.

"I see..." She says in thought as she looks around, looking for a specific black and white clothed man. "So, since you've been staying with them for a while...care to tell me, who has the best body?"

Angel swept a bit at the question letting it process in her head. "...Huh?" She asks.

"You heard me," Rosaria pouts. "You're staying with hot-bloodied boys! Men, no less! Don't you sneak a glance at their bodies?"

"W-why would I do that?" She asks her, feeling embarrassed by the question. "That's an invasion of privacy."

She scoffs. "Oh, please, it never hurts to have a glance. We ladies need to see the goods every now and then."

"The...goods?" She asks in confusion.

"I swear, this girl doesn't have a sexual awakening in her..." She mumbles. "Look here, Angel," she sternly says. "You are surrounded by boys who have something to prove to you. The hormones are raging, and they really want to impress you. Can't you do them a favor and just glance their way?!"

"But I see them everyday," she responds.

"Not shirtless," Rosaria smirks. "Man, as many times Vargas like to strut by with his muscles out make me want to fan myself. Woof!" She swoons.

Angel was only more confused by the declaration. "But...why?" She asks, confused by Vargas of all people. Sure, he had big muscles, but the way he keeps trying to show them off was a bit too much for her, especially the fact when she found out that he was about twice her age.

"You might not see anything about it, but when you're my age, you can take what you can get," Rosaria pouts. "When he takes his jacket off and that tight shirt underneath stretches, oh man, that's a sight for the eyes," she swoons. "Sure, sometimes some students will walk by me and give me a bit of a flex or a glance, but truly, hot-bloodied men they will be. Shame I can't watch them grow up more," she sighs. "Well, I guess I can't be picky. They are best at their peak," she smirks.

Angel could only listen to Rosaria talking to, hopefully, herself. She always says some weird things every now and then, but is that really true? She thought about it for a while. Everyone was handsome, a fact that she has stated many times before, but to look at their bodies without permission seemed a little...intimate. It seemed a bit wrong. She was reminded of the words she said before. Did the guys do the same thing to her? She hasn't noticed much, but she does notice stares her way. Maybe its because it's still weird that a female gotten into the school after all these months, but is it because of that?

"Anyway," Rosaria says, getting Angel's attention. "You'll know what I mean soon. Just take a look at them shirtless and you'll definitely see what I mean," she winks.

"Yeah...sure," she says as she sweeps up the dust. "Anyway, I'll see you tomorrow, Rosaria," she says as she heads to the next hallway.

"Don't take my words lightly!" She shouts as Angel disappears behind the corner. "Sheesh, that girl really needs a sexual awakening..." she mumbles.