[rehab recs] ycsh; 52

{ycsh; prompt 52 – accidentally witnessed kiss}

Liu Mei Fan for once didn’t know what kind of misfortune she had for the day as she walked to the student council room for lunch. Thankfully, however, she wasn’t too loud to announce herself coming to the room, only to peer over the open door to see whether there is already someone for lunch or not.

The China-born girl didn’t believe her eyes as she witnessed something she shouldn’t have seen, as two girls having lunch but each other.

Wait, that’s inappropriate thoughts, let’s dial it back.

So, Mei Fan was having a glimpse of two familiar person in the student council room, whose should be the member of student council, since they are both the ones who have the keys. They are the member of Edels of course, the two with known gem names just like her Frau Rubin. They are student council members—treasurer and new girl respectively. They are having rights to use student council room, there is no contest to that.

What they were doing not far from the door, or if Mei Fan recount the situation in perfect metaphysical matter, the shorter one was pinned to the nearby wall. Or maybe, Mei Fan was seeing things wrong, as the two moved in languid, practiced movement instead one being coerced to another.

It was purely a dance of desire with muffled audio, only a bit of mutual gasps and friction, also the little moan to respective names—

“Mei Fan? What are you doing outside the student council room?”

Her senior Michiru always come with a worst timing possible, also with soundless footsteps.

“I, I uhh. I was about to have lunch! But Akira-san is not around!”

Michiru was visibly not amused with her vague answer, “And? You are waiting for Akira out here instead of sitting by the room?”

“I … I want to check up the practice room!”

“And why are you standing here, flushed and sweating?”

“Mi-Michiru-san, can we save the interrogation for later?”

“If there’s a rat or something in the student council room, you should’ve said so!” Michiru crossed her arms, puffing her cheeks. “Come on, I can accompany you if you’re that scared.”

“It’s not that! I, I need to go!”

Michiru scrunched her forehead as Mei Fan bolted away from the scene, meanwhile Mei Fan tried hard not to narrate whatever oriental fantasy she was watching earlier.