Tease: Lunch Time [Yamaguchi Tadashi]

Humming quietly to herself, [Name] happily nibbled on a piece of meat she had retrieved from her bento, wooden chopsticks idly hanging from her lips. She had some of her school textbooks open and sitting face up on the large desk she was seated at, the bright lights of the empty library illuminating the fine print and making it easier to read. Reaching forward with her chopsticks in hand, the young first year snagged yet another piece of meat from her bento. She gave a questioning look to her project partner, gesturing towards the meal with her expression.

"Yamaguchi-kun, did you want to try some of my lunch?"

Her question was innocent enough, but Yamaguchi couldn't keep the heated blush from staining his face as he shook his head in refusal. They were supposed to be studying, but it had started to feel more like a date for the flustered first year male. He watched as his female classmate merely shrugged at his refusal, once again reaching down to pick out something to nibble on. He couldn't keep his eyes off her as she set a piece of food against her pouty lips. Who knew the simple act of eating could be so erotic?

Turning her attention to the open textbooks seated between the pair, [Name] pointed at them with the ends of her chopsticks. "We should probably start our assignment."

Yamaguchi nodded, thankful for the distraction from watching her intently. He reached a hand down to grasp at one of the books, flipping through it as he recited the instructions for their project from memory.

"I think we should focus more on part three of our project than parts one or two since it's worth the most points," [Name] suggested, her eyes on their assignment paper as she blindly reached into her bento for some rice. "What do you think—a-ah! Uh..."

Hearing the surprised gasp come from [Name], Yamaguchi shyly glanced up to her in order to assess the problem. He raised a single brow in question, only to be answered with a sheepish smile and nervous chuckle as the first year female scratched the back of her neck in embarrassment.

"It fell into my shirt," she explained, a pink blush painting her cheeks. "Hold on a second.”

Yamaguchi could only watch in stunned silence as [Name] proceeded to reach her hand into the collar of her blouse, searching for the offending grains of rice. The fabric of her uniform was a bit snug against her chest, making it difficult for her to snag the food that had made its way onto her person. With a soft grunt, [Name] proceeded to unbutton the top buttons of her blouse, hoping it would make it easier to reach the hidden grains. Yamaguchi began coughing at her unexpected action, his eyes trying their best not to linger on her slightly exposed chest as his freckled cheeks became painted with a dark red blush.

"Eh? No way, I think there's some in my bra..."

[Name] shamelessly began unbuttoning her blouse a bit further and Yamaguchi could swear he saw black lacy fabric peeking out from behind her shirt. Standing a book up onto the desk so he could hide his face behind it, Yamaguchi thanked the heavens that the library was air conditioned. The cold air could cool down all the unwanted heat that crawled all throughout his body in embarrassment.

[Name] smirked upon seeing her more than flustered classmate. Buttoning her blouse back up, she snickered a bit before continuing with her work.

There had never been any rice in her shirt.