Years later….

I woke up today like any other day.

Always a minute before my alarm goes off , so i lay for 60 seconds and press it when it goes off.

I brush my teeth and wash my face

I do the rest of my getting ready routine with ease and head downstairs to the kitchen where my whole family sat eating breakfast.

I have no complaints, my life is average, we live in a big house that sometimes feels so empty because of the size. My whole family consists of me, my little brother, my mother and my father.

My father owns a gaming company called pandai. They also make toys and it is a huge company that is well known in japan.

My mother is a stay at home mom who cooks us 3 meals a day and cleans every spot in every room, she also has photography as her hobby and videography.

My little brother yuki is an overachiever like me, we are a few years apart but he tries his best to act older than his age since he aspires to be like me.

Nothing unplanned really happens in our household.

Everything is so predictable and easy. It's been this way since i was born.

Everyday is the same and sometimes i do admit that it gets sickening and boring.

I finish my breakfast and my mother hands me my lunch as i say goodbye to everyone.

As i walked the familiar path to school i let my mind wander.

My eyes catch the sights of cherry blossoms.

Symbolically, they are used to describe or suggest a new beginning to something great.

The fresh breeze blowing the flowers in the air made me feel a bit better about today.

Can i really hope for a better change? Or maybe this is the reality I'm destined to live in.

I sigh internally, reminding myself that i had to make an errand after school.

This snapped me back to reality as i made my way to tonan high.

After a few minutes i finally arrived at school, some of my classmates passed by me and i waved to greet them.

Somehow i can feel this sensation of being watched though, i can sense a presence making its way to me.

Before i can take another step forward, a random girl comes up to me. I only stopped because she looked incredibly familiar.

Though I'am someone with an IQ of 200, for somewhat reason, i couldn't find a connection of where i saw this girl from before.

Maybe i helped her somewhere or i saw her in a convenience store. I don't know, but i had a strong gut feeling that i knew her for some reason.

She wore the same uniform as me which meant she was from the same school.

But i know everyone from class A, B and C.

I'am not associated from anyone who is lower than that, and no one from those lower classes has ever talked to me anyway, so she must be from the lower classes i assumed.

"Who are you?" i asked

She blinked sheepishly, not expecting me to ask her in such a straight forward manner

"I-I'm"

"I'm Aihara Kotoko from class F" she gripped tightly on the letter that she held towards her chest

Trying to avoid eye contact from me.

I eyed it and prayed to every God in the universe that it wasn't a love letter.

I receive a new one almost every week and I'm not in the mood to receive one now.

It was just too early in the morning to be having to deal with this.

I can feel people eyeing us from afar as she struggled to find her words.

"Um...please read this" she held it out with her head slightly down as if she herself was praying I'd accept it.

Like hell i would, i don't even know her. Seriously what are highschool girls doing with all their free time writing out stupid love letters

And did she just say she was from class F!? That's like the bottom class where all the stupid people are, they're the ones who spend all their free time loitering around the campus causing a ruckus and giving us young people a bad name.

I gave her a look that meant "seriously? Your really doing this to yourself?

I looked at her nervous expression and back at the letter which had my name on it, it wasn't even spelled correctly, i could feel my brow twitch, this girl is just wasting both our time.

I sighed , clearly annoyed.

But instead of giving her my honest opinion which would destroy her self confidence, i refrained myself from giving her advice and just continue to walk to class as i said "i don't want it"

The idiot stood there frozen and i just resumed to walking as if i didn't see her.

I was a bit glad that there wasn't a lot of people who saw it, the last thing i want are nosy people talking about my business. But something about that girl stuck in me, like a memory i can't clearly remember… i know my gut feeling is never wrong.

But somehow i can't remember where i actually saw her.

I shake off the feeling everytime it tries to creep inside my brain, as i continued to go on with my normal average day.

AN :

It's been a struggling trying to build up the beginning chapters of this story, but i promise you it gets better :)