“And where do you think you are going instead of practicing?" Yuki spoke huskily while putting his wrist bands stopping her.
"To the library," she answered standing between the door and not twisting her head at him.
He looks in her direction. “You're not going to practice?"
"No. I agreed to what the Dean wants and now it's time to do what I want."
"That you'll do whatever you desire to do?" he pointed out.
On that remark, she turned her head at him and asks, “And how the hell did you know about that?"
"We're the same," he said wiping his hands with a towel and glanced at her.
She knitted her eyebrows. “For your knowledge, we're not the same in everything so, don't say that we are."
"I know that.” He stared at her in return. "We're not the same in everything because..." He pauses
