<div class="floatleft">(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/Kirinozawa%20Academy/Students/Emma_Johnson_01_Av.jpg)</div>Name: Emma Johnson<br/>Time:  After the trap program speech<br/>Location: Auditorium<br/>Tagging: Naoki Mizushima, open<br/>Notes:<br/><hr/><br/>Was Emma Johnson truly flirting with the intent of seducing the other boy? Was he actually attracted by Naoki's charm, or was this just normal behavior for him? Those were valid questions to which the half-American himself had no clear answer. His wit was sharp, but his mind was often a blurry mess, his opinion volatile and prompt to changing from one minute to the next. He felt content with navigating through his life without putting too much thought into how he felt about anything, and his perception of the senpai was no different.<br/><br/>If the redhead walking by his side wasn't interested in his teasing words and actions then he failed to show it clearly enough. In fact, Emma, perhaps wrongfully so, saw every possible sign of interest from the fellow boy. Put in confidence from there, the teen only kept laying it on thicker, occasionally tossing longing gazes towards the senpai while the chewing of his bubble gum slowed to a near halt, his eyes half-lidded and unfocused. It was practiced, of course, sessions in front of a mirror or the camera of his phone spent trying out the various ways to contort his delicate features, observed from every possible angle. Most of Naoki's words bounced right off, far from catching his interest despite Emma being the one to ask in the first place. The question of their destination was answered by a thoughtful tilt of the cheerleader's head to the side followed by a low hum.<br/><br/>"<em>Can you show me the way to my dorm? I wanna see if my stuff is there, and also who I'm gonna have to share the room with.</em>" A brief pause later, a malicious glimmer in his eyes, he added as an afterthought, "<em>If I'm alone in there, you and I are gonna do <em>great</em> things. I could invite you whenever I want, there wouldn't be anyone to bother us.</em>"<br/><br/>His thoughts pointed towards Naoki buying the two of them enough alcohol to pass themselves out on the bed. The naturally sultry tone of his voice made it seem like he had something else in mind altogether.