Dress code violation

Aiko couldn't make sense of the situation. She considered herself quite the rational person but still, this whole situation left her with no answers. The only way to get them is to wait she figured.

"Now, I have NO idea how this thing works, or of it works. But given how you've shut up for the first time ever I take it there's some effect already. Well, I've said what I needed to say, now let's see how this works" Hiroto was staring down the president with a most curios look. Not long after something began happening to Aiko. A purple light briefly surrounded the girl before it vanished.

Looking over at Ms Kimura the delinquent was angered by the lack of effect. She looked exactly the same as before he'd used the curse. He should've known that some cheap curse item he bought off of a gypsy wasn't good for anything. Hiroto walked off, leaving Aiko confused as to why she was standing around the hallway right before class was about to start.

She moved swiftly through the hallways to beat the bell, feeling the air brush along her thighs under her mini-skirt. Aiko may have been the the public morals committee president, but she still found the time to dress appropriately. No outfit was complete without garters, a miniskirt and choker. Hadn't the headmistress shut the proposal down the entire school would've worn the exact same fit, at least the girls would've. Unfortunately for Aiko the headmistress didn't share her excitement for that direction of fashion.

The daring girl arrived just in time for class. She found her seat and bent over to retrieve her book from her bag. As if on cue the pupil seated just behind her dropped his ruler just as she bent over, the lucky student caught a long glimpse of Aiko's underwear as he fumbled for the measuring stick.
It's not like she minded letting others see her panties, she did wear short skirts for a reason, enjoying being a bit of a tease from time to time. That's why she purposely bent at the hip instead of lowering her knees to pick things up. Maybe it was the excitement, it's hard to place exactly why Aiko felt the need to expose herself like this but as far as she knew she'd always been like that.

Despite enjoying the occasional short-skirt the president was still a strict ruler and gave no leeway. So when a fellow student came into class with dyed hair and hairclips Aiko considered it her duty to shut the rebellion down right then and there. She tippy toed over to the girl's desk, careful not to stumble on any of the rogue backpacks in between desks. She may be a tease, but flashing the entire class by tripping is too much, even for her. Once she'd made her way over to the alleged rebel she tapped her shoulder. Immediately upon touching the poor girl Aiko once again found herself surrounded by a purple fog. Just as quickly as it'd come it went, leaving the girl discombobulated once more.