(chapter originally by Misayaka at writing.com)
Fuuka picked up on a snicker as she sat down, and cast a nervous look across the room. Another girl was grinning at her knowingly, and making a gesture with her hand that was anything but polite. Fuuka wasn't into that, but she wasn't so oblivious as to not know what the student was implying. Fuuka blushed with intense denial, and firmly shook her head before looking back ahead. What kind of perverted thoughts did her peers have!?
The attention definitely made her conscious about her light attire, though. She could feel how light the weight of her gym clothes actually were, with the shorts hanging loosely over her fair-skinned legs, not to mention the top with nothing beneath.
Fuuka blushed again, quickly looking back to her desk, while the girl kept grinning at her, as if continuing with her vile thoughts. Fuuka didn't even want to imagine what her bashful reactions were making that pervert think.
She shook her head, and tried to return her attention to the teacher, when a folded-up note found its way to the surface of her desk.
Fuuka looked around, then reluctantly opened it.
"Someone forgot her un-der-wear~"
The teasing comment was written just above a sketch of a blushing, rather proportioned, stick-figure Fuuka trying to cover what seemed to be abject nakedness.
The girl seemed to snicker, and Fuuka glared back at her as if to deny the accusation. The girl smirked, then motioned at Fuuka, while mouthing 'prove it'.
Fuuka-
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