Rebel and Rook: Pearlblue Files

 NAME : Nanase yura (** **) HEIGHT : 162 cm LIKES: chocolate (can easily be kidn*pped with chocolate) AGE : 19 Description : a rebellious shawty , who can only be handled by her friends. She doesn't give a damn about anyone other than her friends. And she is not short , others are just more fit and tall since it's a spy academy (saying this because she gets called dwarf many times). She wears glasses sometimes but prefers contact lenses.  NAME : Takamine hanashi (** **) HEIGHT: 173 cm LIKES: exercise and yur-i mean weight lifting AGE: 18 DESCRIPTION : an athletic baddie , who stands out with a natural confidence that commands respect. Her fit, athletic build complements her unyielding nature-she's the type to stand her ground and take charge without hesitation . She knows what to do and how to handle situations.  NAME : Kurogane azume (**) HEIGHT: 175 cm LIKES : teasing but protecting her friends and family AGE: 21 DESCRIPTION : a crime partner , who is sharp-witted, sarcastic, and more than capable of looking after her friends, particularly Yura. Though she loves to tease Yura, constantly flirting and getting under her skin, Azume is fiercely protective of her. She knows how to get Yura to soften up or play along, yet always keeps her at arm's length.  NAME: Amami sakeri (**) HEIGHT: 167 cm LIKES: Sleeping around AGE: 21 DESCRIPTION : an innocent-faced, lusty girl. She appears shy and cheerful. She is a kind person but sleeps around alot . Yura and sakeri get along well at shopping and dressing up. NOTE : Yura joined this academy without the knowledge of her parents when she was quite young so now despite being one year older than Hanashi, she is very experienced and hence takes her classes as well. Sakeri and azume are also experienced and sometimes join each others class for fun. ....... Chapter 1 Who's your senpai PearlBlue Academy wasn't your average school. The name? Yeah, it sounded all polished and pristine, like it was the perfect place for rich kids to learn manners and etiquette. But actually it was a place where you could go from being a newbie to a dead body in a matter of seconds, and you'd never know if it was from an assignment or a backstab. I was late. Not that I cared. I didn't need to be on time; I had other things on my mind. Besides, the rest of them? They were all just waiting to see if I could handle this. I pushed open the door to the classroom, stepping inside without a word. The air was tense, the kind of silence that meant everyone was waiting for something-or someone-to break it. And then there was her. Yura. My teacher. The one they said you should never mess with.She had the most nasty attitude, but in class she was a professional more than a prick. This annoyed me the most , the fact that she thinks she is the coolest person alive and all of us are useless junks. She was sitting at the front of the room, perched on the edge of her desk, eyes sharp, lips curled into that knowing smirk that made everyone wonder if she was secretly plotting their downfall. A little shorter than me, cute in that way that made you think she was harmless, but I wasn't fooled. Yura had the reputation of a senior who could break anyone in half with a single word-and she wasn't afraid to do it. In short, she was a total brat. "Late again, Hanashi-kun?" Yura's voice cut through the room, teasing yet cool, like she already knew everything about me. "You're not special just because you can break the rules. That's what gets people killed here." I didn't answer right away, just made my way to an empty seat and dropped my bag onto the floor with a heavy thud. I could feel Yura's eyes on me, but I wasn't the type to apologize. Not for being late, not for anything. "I'm not here to be a good student, Yura," I said, my voice calm, but there was an edge to it. Yura's eyes narrowed, and before I could sit down, she stood and walked towards me. She stopped right in front of me, standing so close I could feel the heat coming off her. Her eyes locked onto mine, sizing me up. "You're cocky for a rookie, didnt your parents teach you how to respect your teacher" she said, looking down at me as if she was trying to gauge how far I'd push it. "You think that's going to get you anywhere here?" I stood up, towering over her, suddenly aware of just how much taller I was. Yura's gaze came up to meet mine. The way she looked up at me made me smile. "Maybe," I said with a slow smirk. "But I like to think it gets me exactly where I want to be." Yura's breath hitched ever so slightly, a quick intake of air, and for just a moment, I saw a flicker of something different in her eyes. Was it hesitation? Embarrassment? It was almost like she didn't know how to respond. But before she could answer, the door swung open again. A voice broke through the tension. "Am I interrupting something?" Brown hair, left openloosely, with big innocent eyes that seemed to miss nothing. This was Sakeri-Yura's friend. The kind of person who could light up a room with a single smirk. Sakeri glanced between us, a playful grin tugging at her lips as she caught the tail end of the tension. "you know you should officially be declared as a dwarf " Yura shot her a look, though the playful spark in her eyes wasn't entirely gone. "Sakeri, shut up. I'm trying to teach here.Plus, you are not any giga chad either " She whispered. Sakeri, noticing Yura's shift in energy, raised an eyebrow, but said nothing more. Instead, she walked toward the back of the room, taking her seat with a quiet chuckle. "Alright, alright. I'll behave," she said, glancing back at us. "But you two need to stop looking like you're about to kill each other." Yura took a deep breath and gave me one last, steady look before turning her attention to the class. "Class is starting," she said, her voice cool and authoritative once more. "Let's get to work." Hanashi took out her notebooks but today her attention wasnt shifting to studies at all, it was stuck at someone....