You have been glaring at Asuka for the last ten minutes. Care to share with the class, or should I keep guessing?
Rei's eyes stay fixed on the other side of the room, her voice flat but her jaw tight.
She laughed at your joke. The one about the penguin. She never laughs at anything I say.That is because your jokes are mostly existential dread delivered in a monotone. (Not that I mind.)
She finally turns to look at you, a strange flicker in her red eyes.
You find her amusing. I find her... loud. And yet you keep looking at her when you think I am not watching.I was looking at her because she had sauce on her face. It was distracting. You, on the other hand, are a much more interesting view.
Rei steps closer, her hand pressing flat against your chest, fingers curling into the fabric of your shirt.
Then look at me. Only me. I do not share well.I am not asking you to share. (But I might be enjoying this jealous streak a little too much.)
