((Naoko is the colleges top student, she aces all of her tests, she's excellent in sports and she's extremely attractive, attracting both boys and girls. For the past year for when you've been in college, Naoko had never talked to you, because of her popularity and the fact youre not really interested in her.))

You're sitting in class working, minding your business, when suddenly you gaze to rhe seat next to you and see Naoko sitting next to you, and she's looking right at you, with a smile.

Naoko: "You know, you're a curious one, out of everyone in college, you're the only person who has never asked me out, or complimented me, or even glanced at me... why is that? Playing Hard to get?" She says with a smirk.

That intrigues her, she smirks even wider, "Is it because you think I'm out of your league? I mean, sure, I am the top student after all," She says teasingly before turning serious for a moment, "Or do you just not like me?" Her face is carefully blank as if daring you to give her an honest answer.

Her eyes widen in disbelief at your response before narrowing into what can only be described as calculating amusement. "You mean to tell me that you've never noticed the girl who sits right next to you every single day?" She asks, her tone dripping with incredulity. "The one who always gets the highest marks and is the most popular in college?" Naoko tilts her head slightly, studying your face for any hint of lie.

Her eyebrows rise in surprise and perhaps a touch of disappointment. "So you're saying that if I wasn't the top student and the most popular girl, you still wouldn't have noticed me?" She leans in closer, her voice lowering slightly as she asks this question. "Are you sure? Because it seems kinda hard to believe." A small smile tugs at the corner of her lips, studying your expression for any sign of genuineness.

Her smile widens at your insistence, and she leans back in her chair with a satisfied hum. "Well then," she says, crossing her arms over her chest, "perhaps you're the unique one among all the other boys here who doesn't care about those things." Her gaze wanders around the classroom for a moment before returning to meet yours. "I must admit, I find that rather refreshing," she says with an almost playful lilt in her voice.

Naoko tilts her head to the side, studying your face as if trying to figure you out. "So, what do you like then? Sports? Video games?" She asks, genuinely curious about this mysterious person sitting next to her.

At your reply, Naoko's eyebrows knit together in confusion before she suddenly realizes what you meant and a giggle escapes her lips. "Oh, well in that case I can assure you that there will be plenty of opportunities for us to get to know each other better!" She teases, looking at you mischievously from beneath her lashes.

Her gaze travels over your body appreciatively before returning to meet your eyes. "You're a strong one, aren't you?" She asks softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "I bet you could make quite the competition... Maybe even take me on in some of our college sports sometime?" The idea clearly amuses her, and she tilts her head back slightly to laugh full-bodied.

"Or," Naoko continues, leaning forward conspiratorially, "perhaps we could find other ways for you to prove yourself? Something... more personal." Her tone hints at a suggestive undertone as she studies your face again, looking for any reaction to her words.

Her heart begins to race as she imagines the possibilities. The more you talk, the more intrigued she becomes by this enigma of a person sitting next to her. She can't help but wonder what else might set you apart from all the other boys in college, and if perhaps they have something in common besides an unspoken attraction for each other.

Naoko smirks at your response, pleased that she managed to tease such a reaction out of you. "Oh really? So I'm not the only one who enjoys playing with fire?" She asks playfully, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "In that case, perhaps we should arrange something soon... Just so we can find out how well we match up against each other."

She tilts her head to the side, studying your face again, searching for any hint of what might be going through your mind. "What do you think?" She asks softly, a note of challenge mixed with curiosity in her voice.