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Drabble. Based on a random experience. That's all. AU. High School. Crazy authoress in a state of writer's block!

Crumple

"Ahh... 56 times 7 equals... 392."

Pause.

"Hmm... And 45 squared equals... 2025."

Hinata has quite a strange habit. I find it quite strange... Quite interesting. The truth is, I've never seen her like that. Like this.

She blabs a lot when we take quizzes.

Funny.

Normally, she doesn't say a word when the whole classroom's buzzing with vitality. But I didn't know this. She really rambles. A lot. Especially when we have quizzes.

While I... Me... I look at my quiz paper, still white and blank, empty. Hollow. 'Course I wouldn't say it, but this time I have to admit that my quiz paper is just like my head. Hollow.

I glance at Hinata again. She was still pondering on what the cube of 97 is.

I thought for a moment, listening to her.

"And 97 cubed is... 912673."

Great then. 912673. I scribbled the answer on my quiz paper, snickering. Look at her. She's so cute and clueless.

"Let's see... if Y is equal to 10... add 23... what's X then?"

She's fiddling with her pen, her brows knitting together. Somehow, this strange habit of hers lead to quite more fascinating habits.

Say, for example, she mindlessly says the answers to the problems she's solving.

"Right. Then X is equals to 13."

She then glances at me. I was watching her, a smile printed on my face. My chin was rested on my hand.

Three, two, one...

Just the reaction I was expecting. Immediately, a blush spread on her face.

"I-Is something wrong, Naruto-kun?" she asked me. I shook my head.

"Oh no. There's nothing wrong, Hinata. Although I would like to comment on your strange habit."

She was alarmed. That look on her face tells me that she wasn't so conscious that I was watching her at all. She raised her pen to her lips. "R-Really? What is that habit?"

"You talk a lot."

This time, she blushed even more. There, there, princess. No need to be so conscious. Somehow, she always ends up melting under my gaze. She's always so conscious around me.

"I-I d-do?" she stammered. I nodded. Don't melt on me now.

"Yes. You do it a lot."

"I-Is it bothersome? Am I disturbing you?"

"Oh, no... I find your voice pleasing. So soothing to my ears."

Yes. Of course I find your voice so pleasing. After all, the answers to the quiz roll off your tongue so natural, and you aren't even aware of it. You're the reason why I'm going to pass every quiz we have from now on.

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