BORUTO'S POV

"Nothing lasts forever."

Just three easy words- with a simple yet deep meaning; which I ended up learning in a hard way.

I keep rereading this particular chapter of my life, recalling these memories- not wanting to move on and look ahead in the future.

The blank page of my book has remained like this since I've last seen her.

To this date, whenever I think about my this story. . . I don't know whether it is a happy or a sad one.

I wonder. . .

Memories that hurt me- at the same time provide me with complete joy and happiness; the memories that leave me with nothing else but regrets, tears and yet a smile- are the ones which I still remember distinctly. Even after years since these incidents . . . or. . . may I say 'accidents' ?

Fortunate Accidents.

I cannot forget her. The endless feelings, thoughts and now left- memories; simply make me wish to go back into the past just so that I can spend that time with her once again.

The girl with spectacles.

Everything has changed now. Is this the end?

But where did it all start?

A couple years ago. . . and I wasn't like this, she wasn't like this, nothing was anything like this. . .

I lay straight on my bed and pulled my cozy blanket over me as I tugged my face inside my soft pillow.

"I absolutely hate this feeling..."

I said to myself as I gazed at the stars in the night sky twinkle through my bedroom balcony. Although my vision was blurry, the beauty of the clear night sky amazed me like always.

At this hour I would probably be standing out there looking at the bright moon feeling the cool wind gush through my blond hair swiftly; but today just wasn't the day.

"Onii-chan!!"

I heard my sister- Himawari call for me in her sweet voice as the patting of her tiny feet against the wooden flooring up the stairs became more and more audible.

I just stayed laying down on my bed in the same position, like a statue- not bothering to answer. My body wouldn't allow me to, I was more than tired.

After a few moments, she gave my wooden bedroom door a slight knock followed by another in her classic pattern and slowly yet gently opened it with her light blue eyes scanning every inch of the entire room out of amusement.

"Why are you not yet ready Onii-chan?", she questioned as she stepped inside the room while furrowing her eyebrows fixating her crystal eyes upon me.

"I don't feel like coming Hima" I said as my voice cracked, fading away.

I dug my face deeper inside the pillow and pulled over my soft blanket once again, to avoid any further conversations with her.

Hima is none other than my adorable nine year old sister. You can practically call her a little sunflower with positive energy radiating out- at possibly any hour of the day. She's hella cheerful; but you need to make sure that you don't make her angry or else it wouldn't be a pleasant experience.

"But why don't you wanna come? We all are going to meet our new neighbours tonight for dinner, right?"

Well, I love meeting people; to add things up, I did hear that our new neighbour had a daughter who was of about the same age as mine and was also going to attend the same High school.

The "N.U. High".

Many people aspired to get into this High school. It was very prestigious, I guess? I really don't know.

My father, Uzumaki Naruto is the owner, but it wasn't because of him that I managed to enter; it was because of my own potential and hard work. No one understands that- so that's pathetic.

"I don't feel like coming" I said, hiding my face under my warm blanket trying my best to really not associate with her as I snuggled inside.

Knowing Hima, she obviously didn't seem to be convinced by my words and before I realised, she had already come near me and dragged the blanket away revealing my tired face.

"W-What are you doing H-Hima?" I said, as I let out a gasp.

She put her soft, tiny hand over my burning forehead still not answering to my question.

I knew what was coming...

"You have fever Onii-chan!"

"Don't tell anyone Hima! It's embarrassing! And I'm strong!" I pleaded as I clashed my palms against each other desperately praying, trying my best to convince her.

I was barely able to say these words as I tried to get up when my head started aching to an unbelievable extent, with my vision getting blurry as my entire body suddenly felt heavier than ever- resulting me to drop back onto the bed helplessly.

"How is it embarrassing? You are sick! I don't like seeing you like this at all!"

She clearly wasn't pleased as she looked at me squinting her eyes and pushed me back down on my bed after my failed attempts of getting up.

Damn it Hima, she is stronger than me at this point. Well, she is anyways stronger than me although being around three years younger to me, so nothing's new.

I hated making her upset and I knew that she cared for me a lot, being the lovely little sister she is.

"Take rest while we visit our new neighbours" ,she said with her tone getting softer as she switched off the lights of my messy room.

"I guess I'll meet our neighbours some other day... " I said as I played around with my blanket which was pulled over, smiling at the same time.

"Besides, I cannot disobey the Uzumaki Princess.", I added which lead Himawari returning a satisfied smile as she gently closed the door requesting me to take rest and sleep and not play video games while they would be gone.

Tomorrow was my first day of High school, and I didn't want to miss it.

Once again I pulled over my cozy blanket and hugged my pillow as a drifted into the most wonderful sleep...

The morning sun was radiating its warm rays into my disgustingly stinking room through the balcony window, which naturally woke me up reluctantly.

I tried my best to stretch my arm like Luffy and switch the damn alarm clock with that piercing sound which everyone hates. But after my failed attempts, I had to obviously throw my blanket off myself and switch that piece of shit off.

Damn, I need one of those fruits to stretch myself like him. Or probably like that dude from Fantastic Four? That would be hella cool.

Well, I was feeling much more refreshed today though, and no; I wasn't late. I had the most relaxing sleep yesterday night, and I'm actually glad that I listened to Hima without complaining.

After freshening up, I stood in front of the mirror and looked at myself after freshening up just to make sure that I looked 'presentable'.

I folded my white long sleeves up my arms and fixed my metal belt on my grey trousers properly with 'extra caution'. You don't want unnecessary shit happening on the very first day, right?

I sighed as I tied a loose red tie, because... going to be honest, I didn't know how to tie one. To complete my 'entire look' I obviously had my N.U blazer hanging off my shoulder.

Looking at the presentable me, gave me complete satisfaction as I flashed my classic smile showing off my bright teeth which I spent a good five minutes brushing.

"Now that's 'presentable' " I said to myself as I combed my messy blond hair with my long bangs hanging down my face practically like bananas which many people may term them as.

All that I had to do now was to gargle and use my mouthwash one last time. Yes, I clearly did care for my mouth to be nice. Why? You never know, it might be one of those cliché anime scenes wherein I stumble and fall on a girl and we share a deep and passionate kiss.

I remember mom telling me about a similar situation happening to my dad. Although, when I asked who the anonymous figure was whom he 'accidentally' stumbled upon and ended up kissing, she didn't answer. She keeps avoiding that question, I wonder why.

Well, that's obviously not the reason why I care for my mouth to be 'nice'; to add things up, I don't even want my first kiss to be with someone I don't even know or by accident. That shit sucks.

I kept all these random thoughts aside and rushed out of our home waving back to Hima and mom, along with a few books sticking out of my black backpack.

Yeah... I was clearly a messy person even on the very first day, not that I cared.

I boarded the classic yellow train which took me near the 'N.U. High'. I had been to the High every now and then because... duh my father is the owner.

But today it felt different, I was entering the school as a student and not as the owner's son.

The huge N.U complex welcomed me. N.U reminds me so much of Ouran High School from the anime 'Ouran High School Host Club.' If I had to pick up the animated version of my High- that would be it. It was that cool. All sorts of people- unfamiliar faces to be accurate, were crowded all over the place doing...weird shit. Like, what the hell? People were ligit making out on the very first day before even a goddamn lecture.

Well, I could tell that some weren't even from Konoha, but from places all around and had just come here because they ended up getting admission in the 'prestigious' High.

I had very close but few friends which I knew would be here.

I'm clearly an extrovert but people usually think that I'm just taking an advantage of my father's position and avoid talking to me. So that sucks...

Despite that, Mitsuki and Shikadai are my really good friends and I can rely on them at anytime. I'm honestly glad to know them.

This year, I am looking forward to make some really close ones. And possibly a girlfr... nah that's all. Just friends.

I let out a sigh as I made it to my classroom. As I passed through the long, empty- yet brightly lit halls of N.U. I recalled the memories of me running like a crazy kid hunting for my dad years ago hoping to find him somewhere.

Well, this is a huge High; so I used to get lost more than frequently and just sit in the closest classroom all gloomy, waiting for someone to find me- namely my mom.

I let out a laugh as I remembered those days and may I add that a random dude passing by just gave me the weirdest look? Wouldn't blame him though, I was laughing to myself like a complete retard while casually walking through the halls.

Anyways, it wasn't really hard finding my classroom thanks to these experiences, I knew N.U. extremely well- more than anyone.

I opened the door of my classroom all confident- with my classic smile because I very well knew that I could goof around for a while since I was hella early. But, I was surprisingly not the first one to be there.

A girl with bright red spectacles and short shoulder length black hair sat on the very first bench reading a book, trying her best to concentrate as she adjusted her glasses ignoring my existence completely.

I did obviously expect scholars to be in the High since it requires a great percentage to get in at first place, but what I didn't expect were complete nerds with thick spectacles sitting on the first bench, right under the teacher's nose reading a goddamn book when school hasn't even begun!

I let out a sigh once again, which she probably noticed and finally looked at me with as light reflected through her spectacles giving her an extremely scary look.

I just stood there awkwardly, in front of the door not knowing what to do. You know those weird moments? Yup. This is one of them.

The way she looked at me sent shivers down my spine because I knew that I had interrupted her reading with my not-so-loud sigh. For some reason, I couldn't simply ignore her glares and was just weirdly and nervously looking at her, internally yelling out for help.

Just then my saviours- Mitsuki and Shikadai with full force opened the door causing the awkward silence between us to break releasing me from the immense tension. I'm so glad that they came because I just didn't want to be alone in a huge classroom with a girl giving me death glares.

"What a drag, why are we so early?" Shikadai said, with his voice filled with laziness followed by a long yawn escaping without a warning.

I'm pretty sure that aunt Temari had to spank and wake him up on time, just to make sure that he didn't skip the very first lecture at N.U.

Mitsuki let out his classic smile as he looked at me followed by the seated girl with spectacles; with his smile getting brighter with a hint of mischievousness. Not gonna lie, I used to find this smile of his absolutely creepy at the very beginning, but now I'm pretty much used to it.

From the corner of my eye, I saw the girl with spectacles just eyeing at me as if I was from mars or a mental hospital probably-considering how awkwardly weird and nervous I was.

I didn't bother to ask her anything since I really wanted to avoid her.

We three sat on the very last bench in the corner, mainly because Shikadai loves to just doze off when the lectures are going on (which I honestly don't blame)

But that's just wayyyy too boring for me so I like to just look out of the window thinking about weird pranks.

As for Mitsuki? He just follows me wherever I go.

Again, weird.

It didn't take time for the entire class to fill up with unfamiliar faces.

Everyone already had their tiny groups, the popular group with cool kids, the athletes, the shy introverts who surprisingly fitted together with their type, the beautiful people, the people from their respective middle schools, the music lovers- like this one dude ligit bought a goddamn guitar in the classroom. Probably some club activity? On the first day? Nah.

Oh well, I had my little group- Mitsuki and Shikadai and I love them a lot! (As friends, you freakin idiots)

The only person who sat alone- was the girl with spectacles. I honestly felt bad for her, although she kept reading that silly textbook of hers, I could just tell...

For some reason although it didn't seem like, she was lonely. Not that it made any difference to my life in any possible way, but seeing her all by herself without anyone- did make me...upset? I don't know. I fail to understand why her being lonely is affecting me when it doesn't seem to affect her at all? Probably because I just like seeing people happy. Again, I have no idea.

It was too late when I realised that I was actually staring at her.

I immediately snapped out and looked around clumsily just to make sure that no one saw how awkwardly I stared at a random girl whom I didn't even know.

Shikadai was already snoring and Mitsuki was writing something in his tiny book; which I didn't really care because as long as he didn't see me unintentionally staring at her- I was all good.

I swear, he ships absolutely everyone with anyone.

Luckily I've never been his victim, probably because he is just waiting for the right person to ship me with.

I once again let out a sigh, of relief and annoyance at the same time.

Before I could relax, a Middle Aged man of about dad's age entered our classroom. I assumed him to be our homeroom teacher?

Everyone stood up to welcome him except Shikadai who was obviously sleeping.

That was an ideal spot for him, the wind blowed smoothly via the window, the birds chirped in melody but most importantly- no one could even see him snoring since it was a corner seat.

Damn, lucky guy.

That introductory speech went on, all I heard was that his name was Shino sensei; that's all. His words seem to have been completely muted as I engrossed myself in some really weird thoughts which one cannot even imagine.

Well, for the rest of the time, I was thinking about evil pranks and random stuff which I'm pretty sure everyone does during a boring speech.

The only person whom I noticed from the corner of my eye who was genuinely interested in the speech was the girl with spectacles.

I really don't get her.

Just then something interesting caught my attention- an ugly green centipede which was just casually wiggling on the window edge.

I knew what to do.

I gave out a soft evil laugh which only Mitsuki managed to hear thanks to his unbelievably strong senses. I wonder how he didn't notice me staring at the girl with spectacles.

He signalled me- saying that it was just way too evil, but obviously, since I was in High: I had to naturally upgrade the level of my pranks from those of my Middle school.

I grabbed that disgusting centipede and placed it on the girl's head who was sitting in front of me. I guess her name was Namida? Yeah, I read it on her notebook cover not too while ago.

I once again let out an evil laughter, this time being a little louder than first; which caught the girl's attention who had some really long violet hair tied perfectly into two braids and was sitting right beside Namida.

"Hwabhawawha— Namida!!! There is a c-c-centipede on the top of your head!!!"

I honestly didn't mind her alerting Namida, because I would love to see her reaction.

At this point I wanted to laugh, but I couldn't.

Namida started crying so freaking loudly that it almost ruptured my eardrum, the noise of varying frequencies and maximum amplitude caused even Shikadai to wake up from his sleep with a shock.

So it was obviously really loud. It woke up SHIKADAI. Yup, Shikadai.

I guess even the centipede fainted.

The entire class was pretty much like a zoo or a circus at this moment. Most of them were scared, laughing or screaming to create a ruckus.

Everyone loves that time when something happens because of which a boring speech could be delayed, right?

The only person who didn't show even a slight change in expression was the girl with spectacles except for some sighs which showed how clearly annoyed she was.

Damn.

Obviously Shino sensei got angry, not only because his boring speech got interrupted, but also because he dearly loved bugs which was extremely weird.

I was lectured (nothing new) and as a punishment was forced to sit on the first bench.

Beside the girl with spectacles.

AUTHOR'S NOTE

Before everything, I'd really want to thank you for finding and giving this BoruSara fanfiction a chance when there are literally millions out there!

I've got so much planned for this story, I'm sure you guys would enjoy it truly.

Hopefully I'll keep you entertained throughout this little journey.

I have already published the complete version of this book on wattpad @lovinanime so y'all can check it out there! Tho, I prefer weekly updates here!

Thanks for reading!