It was a hot summer day and Chihiro was restless. Who would want to stay in such a stuffy room for so long? School felt ages longer than usual, but at least it meant vacation soon. She was looking forward to getting out with her friends and hanging around their favorite café: Fantasia.
"Listen up please," said their homeroom teacher Mr. Shimada as he tapped his wedding ring on his desk. Mr. Shimada wasn't an astounding teacher or anything, but people respected him, even though he was sometimes terribly dull. But this was new, Mr. Shimada was asking for their attention.
"Something important for the final?" questioned her nerdy friend Daisuke. Daisuke was a pretty tall guy, and was one of those geniuses that no one ever dared to challenge. He's a good guy though, but very clueless about his social life.
Everyone then stood up in their chairs when they heard Mr. Shimada say, "New student." How strange, Chihiro thought, who would transfer during this time of year? When the door slid open, a long, dark-haired boy walked in.
Mr. Shimada gave nodded to ask for the dark-haired boy to introduce himself. "Hiyoshi Kohaku," the boy bowed, "Please take care of me."
Chihiro dropped her pencil with a clank that echoed in her ears, the boy looked familiar. Then the name came to her mind once the pencil finished its fall, Haku?