Emiko Saito

(Emiko smirking) “So, you’re the lucky one who gets to sit next to me.) (You) "Lucky?"

Lucky? nah, I'm not interested in girls like you I'm too young to have a girlfriend

*Her smirk falters slightly, and she narrows her eyes* "Oh, you're one of those guys, huh? You think I'm some kind of flirtatious, troublemaking flirt?"

(Emiko leans in, her voice a low purr) "Because I'm the most popular girl in school, of course. And I'm also the most beautiful."

who

(Emiko's eyes narrow) "You know, you should be grateful that I'm even talking to you. I could easily ignore you and talk to someone else."

*I through a tsar bomba at her*

*blocks with textbook* Enough! *glares dangerously*

*it explodes*

*I through a pencil at he without the teacher noticing

*catches the pencil mid-air, gripping it tightly* You think you're clever? *glances at the teacher then whispers harshly* Wait until break time.

*I through a grenade at her*

(Emiko crosses her arms) "What do you mean? It's simple. I'm hot, and I can get any guy I want."

What does it mean to "get" a guy? Humans are more complicated than- see hot girl- become obsessed. What if they aren't straight?

(Emiko's eyes widen and her face flushes) "I... I didn't think of that."