Final lecture of the day

The final lecture of the day was math, and Aiko was diligently working on the worksheet when she overheard some of her male classmates talk about something else entirely. At first she tried to ignore it, she may be the president but even she couldn't tackle every little case of misbehavior. Time went by and the little crowd of classmates became rowdier and louder. Eventually it became apparent what the boys were talking about.

Aiko could let boy-talk slide, usually it was something mundane about sports, or which idols they thought were hot. Not this time though. Aiko overheard one of them talking about the chest size of fellow pupils, which was completely unacceptable. They'd used their worksheets to list every girl in class by chest size.
The president contemplated her options for a brief moment. Should she confiscate the sheet and tell on them to the teacher, or confront them directly and deal with it herself? She decided on the latter and got up to approach the group at the back of the classroom. Typical, guys like that always preferred sitting at the back, never appreciating the perks of sitting upfront and having easier access to the teacher's guidance.

As she got to the desk the group was gathered at she grabbed the "worksheet" in a swift motion and looked at it. Nearing the very bottom of the list was her own name, no surprises there. She'd never really gotten that growth spurt which so many of her classmates had years ago. Upon finishing reviewing the list her gaze lifted from the sheet and on to the boys. If looks could kill, they'd all be six feet under by now. The president held that stare for a moment before opening her mouth to lecture them. She managed exactly one syllable before purple smoke once again puffed into existence, shrouding her before it cleared again.

Slightly dazed, Aiko looked back down at the sheet in her hands and saw her name at the top. She'd been an early bloomer, and her bust was unmatched. A great deal of confidence for Aiko stemmed from her chest, and she made sure to dress to emphasize it. The boys looked on with expecting eyes as the president handed them the sheet of paper back, giving them an approving nod as she turned around and headed back to her seat. Sure, making a list of girl's sizes was morally dubious, but getting the list WRONG was even worse, which is exactly why Aiko took it upon herself to factcheck it. Of course taking pleasure in seeing her name top the list, right under the words "Breast-Note".

The school day was at an end and Aiko was homebound. Along the way she was approached by a couple of classmates who'd been in on making the breast-note.