†__†__Tristan Maisouchi__†__†
I won't let insanity control who I am...
Tristan frowned and was a bit pissy for the first few rounds of the game when she called him perverted; he hated being called that. He had needs like every other guy around, and sure he got aroused just as easily, but he didn't go peeping into girl's dorms and pulling up skirts, he was just looking for something that would be more fair for them all. After all, a girl wearing bunny ears wouldn't really be all that embarrassing for her unless she acted like one and gained the reputation of slut.
He eventually was back in his regular carefree mood for the rest of the game, and when it had ended he was also surprised by how long it had taken... mostly it had been him having to ask about certain rules; apparently he wasn't as in tune with the game as he had thought. While the freshman didn't want to give him help, Midori was actually really helpful-- something he appreciated despite the fact that she probably was helping him because it didn't matter whether he knew how to play or not. He leaned back in his chair and watched the blushing freshman leave; he had gotten third despite it being his first time in a while playing and the most talkative freshman got second place.
Looking over at her as she said how lucky he was Tristan chuckled and shook his head, whispering, "
I don't know you won by such a wide margin, but either way thank you for helping me learn how to play," he smiled, standing up and talking regularly now that the freshman were far away, knowing they would make a bigger deal if he also thought she cheated, "
just don't try the same tactic too often or I may figure it out." Tristan finished with a wink. Holding out his hand Tristan said, "
Now come on then, you promised me a free gift!" He seemed to find a kind of excitement from having to hold up the bargain.
I ωon't let inSAИITY control ωho I am
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