[ Japanese High School ❖ Increasing Aphro's ]

[bemycopilot]

Though she wasn't the smartest student in the school, Noelle liked to think she was a good student. She didn't cause problems for her peers or teachers, and always did her best to get her assignments in on time. She'd study whenever there were no club meetings in the afternoon, and was generally willing to help anyone that needed it

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[killsclients]

Magato didn't feel entirely up to having to subdue a girl who was going to fight him, who'd resist and retaliate every step of the way. He felt like having an easier time, this time, and that's why he chose Noelle. He didn't think that Noelle would really just go along with what was going to happen to her, no, but he figured she'd be cooperative enough. A knife to her throat, he thought, would be enough to have her following some simple commands

[bemycopilot]

There was a yelp of surprise from Noelle as she suddenly felt herself being pulled inside. Her bag and the letter were dropped to the floor from the sudden tug forward and before she could fully realize just what was going on, she felt what appeared to be the blade of something sharp against her skin. It was hard for her to tell in such dim lighting.

She struggled against him a bit, as would anyone in her current situation. But she was not a fighter in any way. Her life was at the mercy of the man who lured her here and it was obvious he didn't intended on letting Noelle go any time soon. There was no chance of anyone coming to look for her either; no one knew she was going to be here.

Hesitantly, she did as he said, moving her hands behind her back and holding them there. She didn't know what he intended to do but if listening to his demands let her live a bit longer, then she would do just that.

[killsclients]

Magato laughed a little bit as she followed his command. He was right, then, this wasn't going to be very difficult. He took a step back, allowing for more room between their bodies. The knife lifted off of her throat, his hand reaching down to handcuff Noelle's together.

"There we go," he said, "That should keep them out of the way for now." Next, his hand found its way underneath her uniform skirt, the knife slipping underneath the waistband at both hips to cut it away. He pulled it out from underneath her and then held the ruined pair of panties to her mouth, moving his hand away.

"Now say 'Aaah', Noelle."

[bemycopilot]

Hearing the click of the handcuffs around her wrists, the situation for Noelle was slowly progressing from bad to worse by the minute. It had taken a moment, but she recognized his voice.

"S-sensei? Why are you doing this...?" She asked when the knife moved away from her throat. This seemed out of character for him, or so she thought and her uneasiness continued to grow when she felt his hand slip beneath her skirt. She shut her eyes, trying to convince herself that maybe she was just having a bad dream. But when she opened them a few moments later to find that she was indeed, still there in the classroom and nothing had changed, she panicked.

She turned away from the undergarment he held to her mouth, her lips pressed tightly together as she tried to pull her hands free from her cuffs.

[reapersonata]

When she entered the classroom, Soul had been sitting at a desk; chair tilted back and his feet propped up on it. The look on his face spoke tomes of how annoyed he felt. Though really, it was less direct annoyance and more the matter that he just didn't like getting her attention like this. It wasn't the way he should do things, it wasn't cool or suave or anything appreciable like that. To him, it was a gesture that made him come off as needy -extremely so and that just didn't sit well with him at all. Frankly, he couldn't even begin to fathom just why he'd opted to do things that way

[bemycopilot]

"It's all right. You're Soul, right?" Noelle had seen him around a few times here and there but never really interacted with him before. She closed the door behind her as she stepped inside, moving to set her bag and the letter down on an empty desk. At the moment, they were the only two on the entire floor as most of the students and faculty members had left for the day.

She stood before him nervously, her hands folded behind her back. "Did you want to talk about something?"

[reapersonata]

He watched her intently as she settled, doing his best to keep that cool sense of composition he tended to exude. It was a simple matter really, nothing he should be getting worked up about, but when it came down to it, he simply couldn't downplay all he felt was on the line.

"Yeah, nothing too big." Soul casually remarked as he walked toward the blond, giving her a quick study as he did so. His expression turned modestly dismissive as he stopped only a few steps away, his eyes drifting closed almost as if annoyed.

"I just wanted to ask you out."

As if in perfect timing, his eyes opened as his expression softened -an almost nervous, yet sincere smile creasing his lips.

[bemycopilot]

Carefully she watched him close the distance between them, studying him quietly as he stood there in front of her. As it was known around the school, Noelle was a very helpful person. As long as the request of the other person was well within her abilities to handle, she would never turn them away.

However, when Soul did state his purpose for asking her to come her, the expression on her face was a blank one. Clearly, she must have misheard him and after a moment, she let out a nervous laugh.

"Come on, be serious. There's no way you're serious about that...right?"