chapter 01 - the new guy

Miki

"My name is Miki. Fujihara Miki. I just moved from Hokkaido. Pleased to meet you all."

I bow my head low, as the whole classroom turns silent. No, I'm not nervous. You have no idea what I am anticipating right now.

"Right, Fujihara, take your seat there." The teacher points to a seat that is furthest at the back. The heck?! There are girls all around it!

"Thank you, Sensei." Taking a deep breath, I make my way to my seat.

"Kawaii!"

There it is. The one I've been waiting for.

"He's so handsome!"

"Cuuuute! Where he's from again?"

"Hokkaido!"

"Omigosh! There are lots of hot guys there!"

"I'm going to ask him out later on."

Ahhh, heaven.

Hell, you're WRONG.

As I sit down, I roll my eyes away from those drooling perverts. Sorry, but I'm not cheap. Those girls are obviously after my looks, and for that, I greatly despise them.

Whoa there! I'm not gay or anything.

It's just that I have a really bad experience with those kind of girls in the past. I mean, really, really bad. Whenever it pops back into my mind, ugh, I feel like my tummy's all twisted and sickening. Bleahh...

Wait.

I look to my right.

The girl beside me doesn't seem to join in the so-called excitement, or should I say...she doesn't notice me at all. She is busy sketching something. Curious, I gaze at her for a long time, wondering what she is drawing.

"Aihara-san!"

"Huh?!" The girl looks up to the teacher, shocked. "Yes, Sensei?" She trembles.

So, her name's Aihara, eh?

"Do you know where Yoshida-san is?"

"Eh? Uh... Maybe she's not coming, ma'am. She's never late."

"I see. Okay then." And the teacher turns her attention back to the registration file.

Aihara gives out a sigh of relieved, before going back to her sketching. Man, talk about living in her own little world. Oh well, at least I've an ignorant neighbour beside me. Now, there's only one tiny little thing to worry about.

Those girls in front of me.

Ugh, please stop staring at me.

I'm not Brad Pitt, okay?