<div class="floatleft">(http://cdn.myanimelist.net/images/characters/6/159571.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Sakurai Yuuji<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Home > Classroom<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong><br/><br/><hr/><br/>She was there, in view and within his reach the perfect girl with nicely shaped breasts and a nice ass. She had a habit of wearing garter belts and let her long brown hair cascade on her shoulders and down her back. Her eyes captivated him and he could see her mouth the words every boy wanted to hear, "Take me." He had spent so long, trekking through harsh terrain and taking on burden after burden. There she was in his arms, his hands slowly approached her breasts and just when they were about to touch... BEEP BEEP BEEP!<br/><br/>Yuuji's hand quickly slapped the alarm's snooze button in frustration. It was half past six. He laid flat on his bed as he looked up at his ceiling, groaning at his misfortune.<em>'These dreams are getting too real, I'd better make a mental note to not eat whatever the fuck that candy was that I ate yesterday."</em>Also, he thought that he shouldn't combine that with adventure games about saving bodacious princesses. Yuuji sat up, yawning and stretching all of his exhaustion out of his body yet it still lingered, and then rubbed his eyes, smacking his lips. His throat always had an annoying dryness to it in the mornings and he always had this pain in his right shoulder that usually went away by the time he left the house. Yuuji lazily looked around, his surroundings blurry and his eyes unable to focus.<br/><br/>He turned towards his desk next to his bed in order to grab his glasses but they weren't there. An annoyed 'tch' left his mouth as he hated whenever this happened. He must've knocked them down or put them elsewhere or something stupid like that. Soon enough, he found them on the floor in front of the desk. At least it wasn't like the other times where they somehow were across the room.<em>"I should really think about getting a second pair."</em>Yuuji put on his glasses and soon the world around him came into focus. With one last stretch, he kicked his legs off of the bed and got up.<br/><br/>Yuuji went through the typical morning routine for a teenager like him: "used" the bathroom, used the bathroom, washed his hands, brushed his teeth, attempted to comb his hair, and put on deodorant. He left the bathroom and entered his room once again to dress in his school uniform. In the mirror, he straightened his tie and collar and fixed his cuffs. A serious look for a serious person. Yuuji still lamented the fact that he had been forced to play through this facade of his. It's not like he<em>wanted</em>to be serious, he was just forced to be serious. Apparently, wearing glasses and not smiling too often alongside doing exceptionally well in school meant that he was a very serious person. He just did what he thought he should do, but everyone else thought differently. Yuuji muttered to himself,<strong>"Pfft, high school, how ridiculous."</strong><br/><br/>Yuuji opened up his wardrobe, but not to pull out clothes or anything. Instead, he pushed back the false back of the wardrobe and slide it to the side, revealing something that resembled a shrine. It was a small table with a stack of porn magazines placed on top with lacy bras and panties, along with a garter belt or two, hanging around on hooks. Yuuji knelt down, closed his eyes, and clapped his hands twice before spending a few moments in silence, then saying out loud,<strong>"Please, Eros-kamisama, shower me with the beautiful sight of boobs and perhaps a panty flash or two."</strong>He picked himself back up and replaced the false back, putting the wardrobe back to normal. Yuuji picked up his school bag and made sure everything he needed for the day was in it. He slung it over his shoulder and made his way downstairs. The young man glanced over at the kitchen and then decided not to have breakfast and that he was just going to buy lunch that day. He couldn't be bothered to cook some days and today was one of those days. It was times like these when he wished he had a little sister who cooked for him. Instead, he was an only child. And as usual, his parents were working and they told him the night before on his phone that they wouldn't be home for a while. Yuuji opened the door and saluted to no one in particular,<strong>"I'm off!"</strong>Then he left, closing and locking the door behind him.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Yuuji took his bike to school, getting his exercise that way. It took him about half an hour, 45 minutes maximum, to get to school. He had just started this school, having to switch over from his old school to this one since it was closer and he didn't have to take a train. Ichikuji High School was built upon land that used to house a shrine, but then things happened and now there's a school. The history of the school itself didn't interest him much, nor did he know what god the shrine was for. Maybe he'd care a lot more if the god was a goddess and if she was depicted with a nice rack. The morning breeze was nice and just strong enough to pick up the skirts of unsuspecting girls everso slightly. Yuuji grinned to himself and thought,<em>"Today is going to be a great day."</em><br/><br/>Yuuji arrived to class relatively early as usual. He tried to keep up the whole character trope he was stuck in. He had to look stern and play the part correctly. Yuuji sat in his seat towards the front of the class and waited as the other students piled in. He had his eyes on a few girls, though he tried to be careful not to get caught looking. Each one had a different quality that he liked which always filled up his hours in the classroom. If he wasn't answering a question, reading from the text, or glancing out the window, you could bet that Yuuji was eyeing a girl covertly.<br/><br/>Eventually, lunchtime came and he got up from his seat, then heading to the cafeteria. Yuuji always got the same thing whenever he ate lunch at school: a croquette sandwich, strawberry milk, and some chocolate pudding. If there was anything that Yuuji held in high regard along with women, it was sweets and the fact that strawberry milk reigned supreme over all other flavors. He paid for his food and returned to the classroom to pick up a book he was reading; it was about a farmer who trained to become a hero and had to save his family. Yuuji opened the book and started reading it as he walked outside the classroom, wanting to go towards the roof. He took one last opportunity to glance at a girl who had also returned from the cafeteria, it was the foreigner from America. She had a nice figure and her three sizes were top-notch, at least by his analysis. The glance itself was smooth, it was as if it had been practiced over and over to avoid detection. Yuuji could be a spy with that kind of ability. He looked down back at his book and thought,<em>"Man, I wish I was reading DoDo's Ridiculous Adventures."</em>One of his favorite manga, but surely a serious person like him could not get caught reading manga, so instead he stuck with the typical, no-picture books.<br/><br/>He finally reached the roof, sitting against the nearby wall that shaded him from the sun. It seemed the cool breezes from this morning continued all this time, perhaps he would catch a glimpse of some panties today. Black lace were his favorites but he appreciated the sanctity of seeing a girl's panties in the first place. It was an honor to be blessed with such a sight. He had to pray to Eros everyday so that he might be able to catch glimpses. Yuuji ate his lunch and read his book, though he was distracted by his "other" thoughts, not waiting for anyone in particular.