Ayane Yano had always reasoned that the only question that could be continuously asked without gaining a satisfactory and all-encompassing answer was "why?" You could counter most slash any answer by asking the question again and again—ah, didn't she wrestle the truth out of Kazehaya merely by repeatedly assaulting him with the word why? She'd developed quite the system of doing this to avoid having to answer questions specifically.

But it seemed she'd met her match in this rowdy, narcissistic, loudmouthed teacher.

"Why not?"

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aha, finished it up in thirty minutes. super inspired and fueled after reading fluff inc's 'flat, glossy, iridescent.' you guys should go check it out! ^-^ i'm so glad the majority of the ayanepin fandom is so mature. hooray! ^-^