<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/KLzZgg3.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Maya<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 12 / Afternoon (3:00 PM)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Main Swimming Pool<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Christopher, Michael, Amelie, Open<br/><hr/>“N-nothing wrong, just feeling a bit hot, the sun’s really going at it today huh?“ Maya commented, waving her arms around in an exaggerated way in the hopes that it’d distract Amelie’s attention elsewhere. There was no denying that the weather was sunny, but it fell a fair few degree’s short of being hot, and even Maya started to regret her poor choice of excuses after spewing them out. She really needed a break from all this skin exposure… so of course fate would work against her favor and make Amelie start stripping her clothes off too.<br/><br/>Backing away slightly and raising her hands between them in the hopes that Amelie wouldn’t attempt to glomp her or anything. Normally it wouldn’t have bothered in the slightest, knowing that it was just some friendly skinship… but everything Maya’s violet eyes reflected at the moment were perceived through rose-tinted glasses, and even as Amelie stripped off her clothes and revealed her tight fitting cloth-band of a swimsuit, Maya couldn’t help but think of the wholesome cushions that were being restrained beneath them. “N-not bad at all, it’s cute… just like you“ Maya murmured nervously, violently tearing her eyes away and practically looking in the opposite direction. It wasn’t fair of Amelie to look up at her like that… not with those eyes… ironically enough her discomfort was probably what worked in her favor at that point as she’d otherwise have felt quite guilty for thinking of her room mate and friend in that way… even if it was just for a few seconds.<br/><br/>Focusing her attention on a wall on the other side of the pool, it wasn’t until Masahiro loudly announced his arrival, and Amelie squeaked out her words that Maya finally allowed herself a deep breath. Her eyes turning on Masahiro with an unmistakable look of surprise. Out of all of the students to turn up at the swimming pool, she had to admit that Masahiro was the last person she expected to see…. and what a pleasure it was to see someone properly clothed. “The fire guy? You mean Hiro-chan? Don’t worry, he might look rough and tough but he’s a soft and squishy on the inside“ Maya laughed, not really managing to imagine Masahiro as anything more than a harmless play mate. If Masahiro was even half as dangerous as he looked, Maya likely would have ended up in intensive care with severe burns within her first few days.<br/><br/>“Hiro-chan this is Amelie my room mate. Amelie, squishy Hiro-chan“ Maya stated holding Amelie arm in place as she took a step backwards to put Amelie inbetween Masahiro and herself. While part of her was hoping that Amelie wouldn’t avoid Masahiro outright for his scary looks, another part took a fair bit of delight in seeing Amelie fearfully squirm a bit. And in both instances diverting the topic to Masahiro worked in Maya’s favor… since a distracted Masahiro would keep his shirt on, and Amelie’s cute little figure wouldn’t be wiggling around infront of her. Unfortunately for the two of them though, Maya kind of forgot to let go of Amelie’s wrist… and the girls hand remained uplifted into the air a bit in an awkward sideward fist pump, the pose striking an odd resemblance to a partial bondage scene.