I always known Zaizen since we first met in 3rd grade. Although he may seem to be the bad guy but deep inside I know he is a good person. This is the story of how we first met, and moments we experience together.
First of all, my name is Yuki Akiyama. My mother pass away when i was 3 and I used to travel around the whole of Japan with my father. My father is a pretty busy businessman, transfering to different places once every few months. I never got entirely settled down in one place, not just because of the 'transfer' but because I don't really fit in with others,especially girls. I was raised as boy since my father doesn't know how to raise a girl and his only experince was raising my elder brother, Tsubasa. My elder brother on the other hand left us when he was around 10 saying he want to focus on his passion for tennis without the constant transfering life we had. Thus he stayed with our grandparents.
Since he left, I started to hate him. Why is tennis so important to him than his family? He is going to break our family apart because of it. Losing my mother is painful enough for my father,but my brother... He is still alive,yet he wants to leave us. My father didn't said anything when my brother ask him about it only "Do what you want".But deep down he really didn't want him to leave us. Furthermore in school,whenever we get to play tennis,I didn't want to be a part of it. Even my teacher couldn't make me remind me of my brother's act. Basically to say,I hated tennis... a lot.
In my 3rd grade, I was transfered to Osaka,Dotonhori First Elementary School. It was like any usual school and I didn't really care at all. First he introductions as usual and to be seated at an empty seat again. However I felt someone was acting different as the others as i walked to my was a boy who simply didn't care what was going on and let alone looked at me. This boy happens to be seated beside black spiky hair and the 'Why do I care' look pissed me off somehow." Just like a punk and will always be one." I thought.
I didn't expect much from this class,people gossiping about the new girl,introducing themselves to me and so on...I was basically the headlines of most people's conversation. Many of my classmates offered me a tour around the school grounds but i refused every single one of them. It didn't matter to me since I was going to transfer away again sooner or later. Some people were also desperate to ask me to join their clubs since I was the new girl but unfortunately rejected by me.
During lunchtime, I quickly left the classroom without anyone noticing me. It was the right thing to from my past experience that a bunch of people would crowd around me asking about me,where I live and so on. It was very annoying to have people asking you questions as you eat and stick to you like a leech. From what I know by the end of the week,the crowd would die down. Thus for the time being, I would remain hidden during lunch. The rooftop was the best place to be since no one would expect the new girl to be there and the view from above was the best no matter what season.
When I finally reached the rooftop, I didn't expect there would be a single soul there but much to my suprise there was a person there. That person was the one whom I didn't want to meet. Since I first saw him, he pissed me off the rest of the periods. It was the guy seated beside me in class. That punk-looking guy with the "Why do I care" attitude.
That guy noticed my existance and stared at me as though he wants me to leave the area. I stood my ground and gave him a "Why should I" look. It was my nature to continue to fight rather then "I give up" because I was brought up this way. There wasn't any place I could think of to hide if I gave up the place to him. Furthermore,if I turn back,the chances of me seen by others again was very high. No matter what,I am going to stay there until lunchtime is over.