Gale felt Sayuri's arm tug at his shoulder, and he was a little surprised that Sayuri snatched the lead from someone taller than her. As the pair left the basketball court, the worried-looking Sayuri whispered something that raised a different thought in Gale's mind. Perhaps Sayuri was now attractive to the male mind. Gale felt that Sayuri was pretty, too, but the implication of her previous maleness made that thought sink over and over again inside Gale's mind.

He had to admit it though, at least in private.

"You're kind of pretty. If I didn't know that you were Seiichi..." Gale's voice trailed off, and he facepalmed. It sounded a lot better in his mind, he thought. 

"Let's just go to class," mumbled Gale.