I will never delete this even if its like 2018 and I'm laughing my ass off at this horrific bullshit of a piece of writing that I dare call a fanfic. If u roast my child self in the comments, I will go emo and blow a horn and cry into my exam papers and regress. Nah I'm kidding I hope u enjoy this horrible attempt at fanfiction that I wrote when I was like... uh 12 years old LMFAOOOOOOOO


What is with this school? thought Amu as she walked through the hallways.

Hinamori Amu was 16. She'd moved from US to Japan for the sake of her parents, since they had to work in Japan. Unfortunately, though this school she just transferred in was known as the best school in Japan, the students in it were what she'd call...

Trash. Cold and straightforward as ever. This was Hinamori Amu.

"It's Ikuto and Tadase, the Student Council Presidents!" "Omigod!" "Handsome as ever~" Ugh. Noise pollution. Amu put on her earphones and worked her way through the hallway to her classroom.

But as she was walking down the stairs-

"Look out!" Amu spun around and gasped. A boy had tripped and was falling. Towards her. Shutting her eyes, she held out her arms.

Amu landed on the floor with a boy on top of her. The boy's mouth was only a few inches away from hers, but thanks to her arms, they hadn't accidentally- oh, nevermind. Amu groaned with pain, pushing the boy up.

For some reason, all the girls were standing on top of the staircase, openmouthed. And there was also a blue- haired boy looking at them in disbelief.

Finally the two got up. Amu took this chance to look at the boy carefully. He had yellow hair, and was quite cute and handsome. Then...the badge. Obviously he was the student council president, Tadase.

Amu detested the student council. They organized fun activities that had no educational purposes for the students. They were the reason for making the students look like trash.

"Thank you for saving me. You're quite a girl," said the boy, who Amu assumed was Hotori Tadase, smiling. Amu was not pleased. "To repay you back, maybe I'll take you to lunch...?" The girls on top of the staircase screamed. Amu waved his invitation away. "You might want to consider asking one of the girls on top of the staircase that are screaming so eagerly. However, if there's a next time to this incident, I'm asking for an arm for an arm." Wincing because of the pain, Amu walked off and ignored the shocked faces of everyone present.


"That was an interesting girl just now, Tadase," said Ikuto. Tadase smiled. "Isn't she?" "Why don't we bet?" "What bet?" "Bet on who's going to get her like one of us first."

Tadase raised an eyebrow. "Reason?" Ikuto smirked. "Are you saying that you're..." "No, no. Count me in for the bet."

"Well then, the bet starts...now."