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Well, we should all flashback to 7th grade first:

Rima walked out of her house. It was so horrible at school and when she came home, all she did was watch TV so she needed fresh air. It was Friday and she needed to go somewhere. All her friends were doing something. She walked down a path to the park.

When Rima was at the park she sat on a bench. She saw all the kids, picnics, and people feeding birds. The fresh air felt good. Then, she saw a boy with a gray hoodie. His long purple hair showing out from it. He was sitting on another bench. He looked like her age. She walked up to him. "You bored?" She asked him.

He showed his golden brown eyes. "I guess," He replied.

She sat next to him. "Mashiro Rima," She placed her hand in front of him.

He shook it.

"Do you have a name?"

"I'll leave it quiet."

She couldn't ask why. She really liked him, although she barely knew him.

"Why are you doing nothing?" Rima asked.

"I really wanted to get my mind off my school. At my school, I'm not as popular. People push me around like some kind of puppet."

Rima stared at his eyes, they seemed depressed. "You alright?" she asked.

"Yea, it's that I really wish I could stop getting made fun of. I really wish the world wasn't like it is."

"I agree," She nodded.

"But, we still have it like this because the world revolves on this. If it was different, we wouldn't know where we'd be now."

She nodded again.

They talked for a while until it was late at night. "I have to go," Rima said out loud.

"I do too."

"I want to see you later on…." Rima continued.

"Why don't we meet tomorrow night? This very place."

She nodded and walked off.

Later that Saturday night, Rima visited the park bench. The boy was there again," Hey," She waved.

"Hey"

"How's it goin'," She asked.

"Fine, I guess."

"The stars are nice."

"Yea," He smiled. The first time she saw that. It was too marveling.

Starting then they'd meet there on a daily basis. They'd talk about things they had or other. This continued for about the whole spring until the start of summer came. One day, a very odd thing happened.

"Rima-chan."

"Eh?"

"Do you mind? I just added 'chan' to your name."

"Oh…sure…."

"I knew you missed lunch so I got this." He gave her a loaf of bread.

"Wait…what?" This was the most randomest thing he gave her but she was starving so she bit it. Once she did, she looked and there was a chain. A really small chain. She pulled it out. It was a necklace.

"I bought it because school is over."

"Really?" She was surprised.

"I thought you might've wanted something. The pendant is made out of amethyst. Your birthstone."

"I didn't get you anything, though."

"It's fine. Anyways, I wanted you to wear it."

She put it on. "I really want to give you something. I really feel bad for taking this without returning anything."

"It's really f-"He was stopped by Rima. She kissed him on the lips. He was shocked at first, but calmed down. She unfolded the boy's tense hand and put hers in it. They let go.

Rima looked at him. His gray hood covered his reaction."Thanks." he was very quiet.

He got up.

"Will I ever see you again?" Rima asked.

"Not here at least. But, you'll always see me. You'll just have to find out who I am."

That's when Rima remembered. She didn't know his name. "Why aren't we gonna meet here anymore though?"

He smiled," I want you to see who I really am." He walked away.

Rima couldn't say anything. She wanted to meet who he really was too. He was really special to her and she was going to find him someday. She just knew it.

Rima walked into homeroom. She was the most popular girl in the school second after Utau. Rima went out with hundreds of guys when she started high school. All of them didn't fill the hole that was inside her heart. She was upset inside but no one could see. She wished she could meet someone like the boy she met five years ago; she always wore the necklace for encouragement.

Her class was decent; she went out with almost half of the boys in it. She sat in a seat. "Hey Rima, can we go out again tonight?" A boy asked.

"Sorry Ryou, I don't usually take second dates. Especially ones with delinquents like you."

Rima was rather cold at school. She was naturally like that because most of the people there were idiots. A boy tapped her shoulder. It was the guy behind her. He was blonde. He had bright blue eyes. He was pretty hot. She heard a whisper from Utau," Go for it."

The blonde looked at Rima's eyes. "My name's Takao. Do you want to go out tonight?"

Rima looked at him. She held her amethyst pendant hanging from her neck. "What do you want to do?" She asked.

"How 'bout I take you to a restaurant?"Takao asked.

Rima nodded.

"Then it's a date."

At six o' clock Takao and Rima went to a restaurant. They took their seats and they met their waiter.

Takao looked at their waiter," Do I know you?"

"I go to the same school as you and Rima-cha-"he stopped. "Rima."

"Really?" Takao acted surprised.

"…I'm Fujisaki Nagihiko."

"Oh! I know you! Takayuki used make fun of you in middle school!"

"…yeah…." He paused. "ANYWAYS, may I take your order?"

"Oh! I would like…"

At school, Rima walked down the halls.

Utau popped up to her," How was the date?"

"It was OK I guess…"

"How about a second date?" Utau asked.

"Maybe not."

"Why not?"

"It didn't make me feel….happy. By the way, where's Amu?"

"Amu is in room 109 for drama club."

"Oh."

"Let's get to homeroom." They walked into their homeroom.

"Hey! Fujisaki! Are you looking at Takao's girl?" Ryou asked.

"Why? I just wanted to know who came in."

"You think you're so funny huh, Fujisaki!" Takao showed in his face.

"Uh…no I think that you're just over-"

"How 'bout we take this after school? One weapon! Then let's see who's funny!"

Nagihiko sighed.

Rima thought that was awkward. Then, she realized Utau wasn't next to her. She was up in Nagihiko's face. She walked toward her.

"Are you afraid of Takao? Do you think you might need face reconstruction after this? Do you have any last prayers?"

He shook his head," None of the above. I am fine. If I die, it'll be Takao's fault that people will be mourning." He sat down.

It was three o' clock and it was after school. Nagihiko walked out of the school building.

"You thought you could run, huh, Fujisaki?"

Nagihiko shook his head," I knew you wanted to fight."

He grabbed a metal curtain pole out of his bag. Takao laughed," You think you can use that against me?" Takao had a jackhammer in his hand.

"It's the only thing I have."