Year 2016, December 25
"Mom," A five year old boy with golden hair tugged his mother's sleeves, "Who's that girl on the TV?"
It was a live broadcast, outside the Museum in Beijing, China. The boy had read about the museum before, although he didn't really read it, he just looked at the pictures. And he knew, the world's most beautiful green jade is inside, worth seventy-six thousand American dollars. Maybe even more.
The jade had a name; it was called the 'Empress's Heart'.
On top of the museum roof, was a woman. A beautiful, dazzling one. Her hair was long and golden, but it wasn't the same as the boy's golden hair, it was more of a dark gold, mysterious yet so attracting. She was wearing a woman's tuxedo, entirely white with a blue tie. There was a cape on her back, the boy thought she looked like those heroes from his PS3 games. It was so beautiful on her.
On her hand, was the 'Empress's Heart'.
Dozens of helicopters surrounded the building, reporters, the cops and, the boy think was, the FBI. Down there, cops pointed their guns at the woman, yet the woman smiled as if they don't exist.
The boy recognizes a man on one of the helicopters, Leon Strife, a 26 year old man, and the man was angry, the boy didn't like it when his father was angry. No one likes that.
Light shone on the woman, she was like the star of this crazy night.
The woman walked on the roof, allowing her cape to glide through the wind, she reminded the boy of a vampire.
She walked till the end of the roof, and looked down; cops were getting nervous of her strange act. She smiled again.
And jumped off the roof.
The boy looked away, was it a suicide, he thought. Jumping down from a roof like that wasn't something a five year old boy would enjoy.
But the boy heard his father's voice in the television, a very loud voice shouting, "Find her!"
The boy looked back at the TV.
The woman was gone, the second before she touched the ground, she disappeared.
They never found her again.
Nine years later. Year 2025, first day of school.
Len Strife was not a big fan of school; he didn't even need to go there with an IQ like that. But then, he wasn't a big fan of getting killed by his mother too.
He was already in class, half an hour before it starts. He hoped that he would learn something actually useful and new in the school after a year, but no such chance. There were no students with a brain like him, there wasn't any teacher that could interest him, there was nothing he hasn't know about in his textbook.
Well, there isn't actually anything for him to learn, with an IQ of 225, he's probably cleverer than the teachers.
Not everyone could go into this school; you need one of these two, brains or money. And of course, Len got in with his brain, after about forty-six schools that have tried to get him in, he decided to join in this school.
"Kaito Shion, please to meet you."
Len turned around and looked at a teenager that was at least a head higher than Len. Blue hair, scarf, eyes. You could notice him half a mile away.
Len continued looking at him.
"I'm new." Kaito smiled.
"I know you are new," Len stood up, "2nd place of the International piano and violin competition, son of the head of Yakuza, IQ of 205, am I correct?"
"No wonder you're a living legend of this school." Kaito sighed, but with an interested smile, "Len Strife, 1st place of the International piano and violin competition, kid with the highest IQ in North America, China and Russia, knows eleven languages, Professional gunner," Then he chuckled, "Should I continue?"
"That would take an hour," Len said proudly, "You're left handed, aren't you?"
"And how did you know?" Kaito asked, surprised.
"Ten minutes ago, you put your pen on your left ear, isn't that obvious?"
The door of the classroom opened.
A girl with golden hair, fair skin walked right in, there was something about her expression and her choice of accessories that made Len interested in her file and history.
She didn't wear clothes that would make boys fell for her, she didn't wear makeup, she didn't wear high heels and jewelry. Just a simple ribbon for her hair and some pins that made her look refreshing and innocent.
Yet her face, even with ribbons and pins, made her look like a cold-blooded queen.
She sat behind Len.
"Strange, can't find any of her files." Kaito suddenly whispered to Len.
Len didn't need to be told twice, he has already dwelled inside his own memory in search of her face, anyone with brains or money should be already recorded inside his brain, yet there was nothing of this girl.
He knew everyone inside this class. For example, Tei Lockhart, daughter of the president of the company, Yamaha, one of the peoples who came into this school with their wallets, and also one of the girls who wanted to marry Len.
Len finds this incredibly annoying.
Len sighed; almost time to see a little action. Tei forbids any girl from getting near Len, which Len sometimes finds useful; since no girls would ever come close him and he could be in peace and quiet. But then, if being annoying were a crime, then Tei would be public enemy number one.
Len almost felt sorry and guilty for the girl behind him, but leaving feelings of guilt isn't good for a child's mental health.
"Get away from this seat," Tei pointed at the girl and said calmly, "He's mine."
The girl looked up, and then continued reading her book, which Len saw was about body language.
"I'm warning you, missy, I got my brown belt when I was twelve, and I'm not afraid to-"
"I'm reading, please be quiet." The girl didn't even look up.
What happened next impressed Len.
Tei shot out a fist at the girl, attempting to punch her in the face. But the girl blocked it off with her arm, then, quicker than a normal man could capture, which by the way was 12 frames per second, the girl lifted Tei by pulling her arm and threw her off.
There was silence; Len was, for the second time in his life, impressed by a female.
"Black belt when I was eight," The girl said without any expression, and then she sat down and continued with her book.
The teacher was five minutes late.
Len was reading a book about computers when the door just flung open. A man with strange hair walked in quickly and put his books down on the desk.
Purple hair, thick glasses, lab coat, Len almost thought he went into the wrong room.
"My name is Gakupo, and I will be your teacher for this class." He smiled, "I will ask you some simple questions so I can get to know you more."
Where are you from, what's your name, any dreams. Len was bored of these questions, the teachers of this school tends to care a little too much for their students.
"What is the root of 755161?"
"869," Len said out loud without even having to think.
"Len Strife, is it?" The teacher smiled warmly, "Quite a brain you have. Now, the capital of French Polynesia, Korea and Saudi Arabia?"
"Papeete, Seoul and Riyadh." He said again.
"Good, now…"Then he stopped, "Would the lady behind Len please stand up? You have not being paying attention to me since the second I walked in."
The girl behind Len looked at him for a few seconds, and then stood up.
"I have left four fingerprints in this place since I walked in, name them. I'll let you look at my hand, what martial arts do you think I've learned? I live five hundred meters away from here, did I came by car or bus? What is the cube of 329?"
This was out of Len's league. He has never expected questions like this from a teacher; the only question he can answer is question number two and four, because he has not paid any attention. He doubts that the girl could answer them.
He was wrong.
"The board, the first desk of the first row, the upper side of the door and your face. Second, judging by the small scar on your left hand between the thumb and the index finger, Japanese sword. Third, neither, you ran here, the mud on the end of your lab coat proves it. Fourth, 35611289."
Len, for the first time in his life, felt stupid. And the word stupid is never a word that can be used on him.
He felt, strangely, excited. To find a girl with an attention and knowledge like that was almost like a dream. Someone with an IQ that is similar with his level, how could he have never heard of her?
"Nice," Gakupo nodded, "May I ask, what is your name?"
"Kagamine Rin," She said.
Guess where I got the word 'Strife'.