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"Oh my gosh, is this for real!?, exclaimed furiously the Ultimate Fashionista, Junko Enoshima.
The popular supermodel, who had a vein of comic anger on her forehead, was lying on a bed while reading a magazine for teenage girls which she was on its cover.
Her attention was drawn to an article about how her fashion style was trending among teenage girls all over Japan, but one part of the article made a clear reference to her cup size, which made her quite annoyed.
The article stated the following: 'Junko's charming and easy-going personality compensates for a couple of certain attributes that the beautiful girl lacks to be perfect'.
The pinkhead's rant caught the attention of her classmate Makoto Naegi, a short boy with spiky brown hair and light green eyes. He was sitting on a chair in front of a desk next to the bed while working on his laptop on an academic project they had been assigned in pairs and who to his bad or good luck, (depending on perspective) had been teamed up with Junko who was a great friend of him, but who wasn't exactly the most responsible student, as well as being prone to getting bored and distracted easily.
They were both inside his bedroom since Naegi had to invite her to his home, as the school library was closed for the weekend.
Still annoyed by what she read about her lack of boobs, Junko checked her cleavage showing her black bra with a white stripe where her petite breasts barely peeked out.
"Ugh..." She muttered feeling frustrated by her complex about her practically flat chest, and that after a moment of thought she decided to ask her friend about his opinion.
The girl whose codename in Fenrir was Mukuro Ikusaba, sat with her legs crossed on the edge of the bed and turned her attention to the green eyed boy whom she asked with shyness as a faint blush drew on her cheeks. "Hey Makoto... do you prefer girls with big or small breasts?"
"Eeeh? W-why do you ask me that?"
A flustered Makoto asked somewhat uncomfortably at the question of his extravagant friend who was watching him eager to know his answer.
"I just want to know, that's all..." Replied the girl timidly while directing her gaze downward and fiddling with her fingers.
Makoto couldn't help but blush at how pretty she looked at that moment, although Sayaka Maizono was the girl of his dreams, he couldn't deny that Junko was quite attractive due to her silky strawberry blonde pigtails, expressive light blue eyes, smooth and creamy skin, freckles sprinkled on the bridge of her nose that highlighted her jovial and mischievous attitude, and soft lips colored with bright peachy pink lipstick.
"Ah... well, I..." Nervously tried to explain Makoto scratching his cheek.
Junko somewhat impatiently decided to push him a little. "Well, what do you think...?" She asked with curiosity.
"I-I don't really have a preference..." The lucky young man responded after the insistence of the proud fashionista.
"Really? That's good to hear!"
Junko exclaimed cheerfully making her trademark smirk from ear to ear after the answer of the boy she was pining for.
"Huh?... What a weird reaction..."
The brown-haired let out a sigh of confusion while being completely oblivious (as a typical male protagonist) that the charismatic young woman was head over heels in love with him due to his gentle and pleasant personality.
Moments later, Makoto headed to the kitchen to prepare a few snacks as Junko told him she was starving.
Meanwhile, the famous gyaru was again lying on the bed and resting her head on Makoto's pillow, then after smelling it she got attracted by the body fragrance impregnated by the emerald green-eyed boy so she proceeded to hug the pillow tightly and began to have a fantasy in which the pillow was Makoto who looked warmly at her and hugged her back tenderly while sinking his face between her breasts.
"Mako-chan~" Fenrir's former mercenary said with a sweet voice the lucky guy's name.
After a brief moment, Junko snapped out from her fantasy after she remembered that Makoto's parents went out shopping and Komaru was at a friend's house, so the two of them were the only ones at home.
"Come to think, this is the first time I've ever been at a boy's room..." She said at the same time as her cheeks and freckles were painted by a shade of pink.
Junko then decided to investigate under Makoto's bed to which led her to question if it might not be a violation of his privacy, though she was determined to confirm if what the luckster had told her about his breast size preference was true.
"If there are pornographic magazines it could mean he's a dirty pervert..." Junko thought, but after a short pause she changed her approach. "Well, although for a boy his age it would be normal if I find something, I guess..." Theorized the blonde unsure in her mind.
After looking around for a bit she found out some magazines of girls wearing bikinis with different sized breasts which reassured her suspicions, however among the magazines was a full body poster of Sayaka Maizono.
"Somehow I expected it..."
The former soldier got depressed as while she supported Makoto being with the blue-haired pop idol, who was also a close friend of hers, it caused her jealousy no matter how much she wanted to avoid it due to her supressed feelings for the lucky guy.
Makoto then arrived instants after Junko finished rummaging under his bed.
"I brought snacks and sodas like you asked for." He offered kindly to the glamorous model but she declined.
"Is something wrong, Enoshima-san?" The brunette questioned after noticing the extroverted supermodel crestfallen.
"Nothing, I'm not longer hungry..." Junko spoke with sadness on her voice while averting her eyes to a different direction.
After a moment of silence, Makoto pondered the reason for the change in mood of the eccentric girl, sensing that the article published in the magazine she read caused insecurity in herself.
"It has to do with what you asked me a while ago, doesn't it?" Makoto inquired her.
Junko denied that it was the case but desired Makoto would tell her in all honesty what he thought of her chest size.
"It seems to me that the size of your breasts isn't something that defines you Enoshima-san... You are special for more important reasons than that." The young man stated humbly catching the attention of the freckled girl who stared at him. "Besides... I guess it's easier to feel and listen to the heart of a girl with a small bust", he commented with a sheepish smile.
"Wow, that was soooo cheesy and cliché! Ahahaha!" The pinkette exclaimed followed by a loud laughter that caused a regretful Makoto to apologize by placing his right hand behind his head.
"However..." Junko's countenance changed to a serene expression after his words. "What you've said to me was very sweet and I really appreciate it from the bottom of my heart, Makoto." She expressed with a warm smile.
Then without any warning the young woman took the Ultimate Lucky Student's hand by surprise and placed it on her chest which caused his face to turn completely red.
"E-Enoshima-san?!" he stammered nervously.
"Can you feel my heartbeat, Makoto?" She asked with a soft voice just as a perceptible blush appeared on her cheeks and a bright gleam in her sky blue eyes.
"Huh? Y-yes..." Makoto nodded as he listened to her strong and rapid heart palpitations.
The young man then calmed by recalling how despite being usually capricious and impulsive Junko had a sensitive and adorable side.
At that precise moment Komaru entered Makoto's room after returning for her cell phone that she forgot at home.
"Onii-chan? What are you doing?" She asked surprised for seeing the scene in front of her eyes in which her older brother was touching the chest of one of his classmates inside his bedroom.
Makoto and Junko had to explain Komaru they weren't doing perverted things. The younger of the Naegi siblings promised to not tell anything to their parents if her big bro bought her a new videogame to which he accepted much to his chagrin.
The luckster and the fashionista then finished their academic project embarrassed and in silence. Nonetheless, Junko was very happy that Makoto told her that she was special regardless of the size of her breasts, and that while she still couldn't
confess her feelings to him, at least in a indirect way she let him know how she felt about him.
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