Aki sighs, patting down his skirt that he had on.
Why did his father have to get him a skirt? First off, it made him feel like a pervert. Second off, she saw a couple of boys looking at him, and that’s never a good sign. However, the day had gone quite well, a fairly new environment still but he was beginning to get more and more used to everything. She wasn't used to being this far away from her father though. Not that he didn't recieve phone calls practically every night asking if she was okay.
He stood up, pulling down his skirt. And wait a second. Let me say one thing. He wasn’t wearing panties underneath, ok? He was wearing shorts but the skirt wasn’t that short for him so he thought it should be OK either way. Walking out of the class, he smiled to a few people that he had gotten acquainted with earlier and continued walking. Soon, he saw someone clumsily drop all of her things on the ground.
Aki rushed over to the girl, bending over with a worried face as he started picking up her stuff. With a worried look, Aki looked at her,
“Are you alright? That looked pretty painful.” He said gently. A kemonomimi. A cat girl. It had been the first time he met one of those. But he loved cats. They were always so adorable and sweet to him. Most of the times at least. He smiled at her kindly, handing her the books that he picked up.
“Oh, my name’s Aki. What’s your name?” he asked to her sweetly, holding out a hand for her to grab. Well, a new friend was always good.
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