Chibi Akimi was a pretty delicate petite girl of perfect proportions. Yet, regardless of how pretty and perfectly proportion she was, she was really just considered the average. She had dark brown shoulder-length hair and large almond-shaped brown eyes. In a school where the female population was 99.9% brunettes, she didn't stand out. Which was perfectly fine with her. She had friends and admirers enough.
She didn't need any extra attention.

Since she preferred anonymity, she purposely missed 3 questions on the entrance exam, assuring her if not third place, then second. More importantly, she didn't have to give a speech to her peers about hard-work, perseverance, and whatever else in the in-coming freshman ceremony. She did as she pleased and cared about nothing else.

A month passed since Akimi came to Kirisaki Daīchi High. Everything about her school life was falling into place. Life was boring.

Akimi let out soft yawn as she stared up dreamily at the high noon clouds. Like most of the quiet kids, she preferred to eat her lunch on the rooftop of the school. There were many rooftops and she picked out the most secluded one, the building adjacent to the gym. Of course many kids would come and go in the building beneath her, but they were too busy to come up on the roof. The place was generally quiet and the sun would be slightly hidden by gym. Not too much sunlight and not too little.
It was the perfect place to take a nap.

The bell rang, marking the end of the lunch period. Akimi sighed. She gathered her bento box and her school bag and descended the stairs. As she went down the stairs someone was coming up. The guy's shoulder bumped in her arm.

"Sorry" Akimi murmured, even though it was not her fault. The guy at fault did not say anything but Akimi did not stay to wait for a response. She continued on her way. She had no intention of being late to class if she was going to bother going to class.

"Aaaakiiiiiimiiii-chan!" her friend called her as soon as she walked into English class.

"Yes Momoko-chan?" Akimi sighed exasperatedly. She knew what Momoko was going to ask. Momoko did this every time she came into class.

"Please PLease PLEASE!" begged Momoko as she shook Akimi's shoulders.

"No, no, and no." Akimi replied as she shook her head in response.

"Awwww, pleeeeeease Akimi-chan please let me call you by your surname!" Momoko cried as she wrapped her arms around Akimi in a tight bear hug. " I won't let you go until you let me call you by your surname!"

"No. Now let go." Akimi replied flatly.

"Nope! Not letting you go unless you allow me to call you by your surname!" Momoko held onto Akimi even tighter.

"Come-on Akimi-chan! Let us call you by your surname!" the class around them joined in.

Akimi let out an exasperated sigh.

"Is that a yes Akimi-chan?" Momoko questioned jublilantly, loosening her hold on Akimi.

Akimi let out a smirk, turned around and jabbed Momoko in the sides. "That's a no."

Momoko instantly let go of Akimi and clutched her sides, "You're so mean!"

Akimi smiled playfully. "Please continue to address me by my first name, Akimi" and she sat down in her desk.

The class let out a collective whine but was stopped by the arrival of their teacher.

"Everyone, please get out your English textbook and turn to page 69."

Akimi rummaged around in bag. Her textbook wasn't there. Aah, she must've left it on the rooftop when she was scanning today's lesson.

Akimi raised her hand.

"Yes Akimi-san?"

"I left my textbook in my locker. May I go get it?"

"That's fine. Don't let it happen again." The teacher was surprised that Akimi came to class. Not that there wasn't a large problem with Akimi skipping class since she knew the material anyways. Akimi had started skipping after scoring 110% on the diagnostic test. The extra 10% came from Akimi editing the test for correct spelling and sentence syntax. She didn't really have to be present in the class as long as her grades were good.

Akimi left the classroom and headed towards the her rooftop.

She made her way down the hall ways and reached the stairs leading to the roof. Walking up the narrow stairways that led to the stairs, Akimi thought, "what a drag to go to class today." She reached the top and opened the door outside gently.

Where was her book?

She glanced around.

What she saw made her frown.

Some guy had the audacity to draw in book. And he's still doing it!

She walked up and stood right in front of him. This guy, probably a senpai, was lying on his sides and was drawing circles, x's and arrows in her English book.
It didn't seem like he saw her because he continued to doodle in her book.

She sighed.

Akimi bent down and pulled the book right from him.

The guy let out a surprised, "Huh?"

Before he turned up to look at her, Akimi lightly hit him on the top of the head with the book to admonish him for taking her book.

"Hey!" the guy let out.

It was kinda already too late. Akimi had already reached the stairs and left.

How infuriating! How could that guy have the audacity to scribble in someone else's book? She hurried back to class. Her steps, harder, since she was agitated about the whole ordeal.

She slipped back into class without interrupting the lesson and began to flip through her book to assess the damage. Most of the pages were ruined, in
such a short time too! Her book looked like someone played tic tac toe, only without grids instead of a textbook. There were circles, x's, and arrows everywhere! The the pages were still readable, but it was hard not to pay attention to the scribbles. The petite girl was absolutely annoyed. Her aura was so menacing that the teacher decided not to call on her for the rest of the class.

Class ended. Akimi slammed the book shut and let out a long sigh.

"What's wrong Akimi-chan?" Momoko asked, apprehension on her face.

Snapping her out of small reverie, "Oh? Nothing." Akimi answered. Her face and emotions composed again. "Someone thought it was okay to draw in my book."

"Eh? What happened?!" Momoko gasped.

"Don't worry about it," the small brunette waved her hand dismissively and left the classroom in a hurry.

"Hey! Wait! Akimi-chan! Momoko called. "Gah, too late again!"

As if Akimi was going to give Momoko another chance to bother her about her surname. It was well-known to everyone who met Chibi Akimi to call her by her first name. Not because there was instant friendship but because calling her by her surname gave off too much intimacy. True, that being called by one's given name is a sign of extreme intimacy, but with her last name, it's a given sacrifice. To be of petite statue and be called,"Chibi" was rather embarrassing too. Akimi just preferred to allow people to call her by first name. Whenever she allowed someone to use her surname, they always tacked on "-tan" or "Kawaii." It was just too cute for someone like her or just tired her out since people get the idea that being a chibi is a squishy push-over adorable character. Not her at all.

The rest of the day was as usual. Boring classes. Boring confessions.

Finally the final bell rang, signalling the end of the school day. Akimi packed up her books and made her way towards the library.

"Ah, Akimi-chan, you're here today!" the librarian called.

"Hello Shiori-sensei," Akimi replied as she set her books into the locker reserved for library aids.

"Good thing you came today! I have a lot of books that needs to be re-shelved." Shiori-sensei called.

"No problem." Akimi smiled. She was glad that she didn't have to tend the front desk today. Today, it seemed that there were more people than usual using the library.

Akimi took the cart full of books and headed towards the shelves. One by one, she put them back. Alphabetically by Author. Numerical by identification number. The non-fiction section first. Followed by the biography and autobiographies. The fiction section. One book by one book, the cart began to empty itself. Eventually, all the books were put away.

Akimi looked at the clock. It was 5:00PM. Shelving the books had taken longer than usual. Time to go home.

Akimi headed towards the front desk and the library lockers.

"There you are!" Momoko called to her. "Your boyfriend was waiting for you, you know?"

"What?" Akimi was surprised. Didn't Momoko know that she didn't have a boyfriend?

"I can't believe that you never told me! He's such a cute hottie too!" Momoko squealed. "Although I didn't know you were into the clumsy type. He asked me for your phone number because he got a new phone and lost your contact number."

"Momo-" Akimi began.

"Now now, you two, it's time for me to close up the library. Head on home," Shiori-sensei shooed the girls out.

"No way, you're just lying to me. You do have a boyfriend!" Momoko pouted "You just don't want to tell me!"

"I don't have a boyfriend." Akimi sighed. No matter what she said, Momoko wouldn't believe her.

"Seriously, because he seems to know you." Momoko tilted her head slightly, "He was really easy to talk to too."

Apprehension crossed Akimi's face."You know, he could be a stalker..."

"OMG! I'm so sorry!" Momoko stopped and turned towards Akimi. "I even gave him your phone number too!"

At least now Momoko understands the situation. Akimi sighed. "Does he go to our school?"

"Yea, I'd think so if he wore our school uniform..." Momoko perked up," Oh, I think Shiori-sensei greeted him...
um, Hanamaya...Hanamiya... Hanameiya...well Hana- something I think."

"I suppose I find solace in the fact that he goes to our school and isn't some random creep." Akimi remarked.
"Well I'll see you tomorrow Momoko-chan"

"Okay~ byes~ Kimi-chan" Momoko waved as she turned the intersection.

"Kimi-chan? Err... I suppose that's better than Chibi-chan..." mumbled Akimi as she headed towards her house.

The house was quiet. No one was home yet. Mother and father were probably still working.
Akimi took a quick shower and made herself instant ramen.

Now it was time to do homework, except for the fact that there wasn't any homework today. Not much to study either.
She watched Youtube vids while she ate the ramen.

Suddenly, her phone rang. A phone number she didn't recognize.

Akimi- First name.

Chibi- Last name/Surname.

Generally, several asian cultures (inc. Japanese) introduce by Surname/Last name first!