Disclaimer: I do not own Prince of Tennis. Copyrights go to Konomi Takeshi. I own Seinin Yui and all the OC s that continue to proceed on.


I may not be the most likeable person but at least I'm smarter than all of them...

Hello there. I'm Seinin Yuui and I'm in my third year at Shitenhouji. But I did skip a year to get there and everybody sees me as the smartest girl of all the third years. I'm the Student Council's historian, class 3-2's student representative, and a member of the Chemistry and Biology Committee. Most of the time, the teachers like to tease me because I'm a year younger than all of the third years and the fact that I also look younger than my age. I do have fan boys who support me and the fan boys who are supposedly are in love with me. But I also have fan girls who support me and are in love me...I guess. The reason why I'm so smart is because I got a concussion when I was younger and it damaged my whole right brain and the back of my left brain too. But I was able to heal and get better even though my brain had suffered so much damage. When I woke up that day, nothing changed. I was normal and not mentally damaged (but I was still physically damaged). My skull was able to recover from the surgery. Why am I telling you this you ask? Well, the kicker is that that concussion had triggered something in my brain. I can remember everything that comes. I'm unable to forget anything since two weeks after I was dismissed from the hospital. This includes verbal memory and photographic memory. It stays in my head no matter what. My mom said I could skip all the way to high school and even college! But I had refused the offer to go that far. Yeah I could go and graduate right now but I don't want to be an single person in their own category. Apparently I'm too different from most people and I don't want to be shut out from the world like that. It's pure logic. No one wants to not be apart of something. It's common for humanity to see what they can get out of life. You say that you don't want anything but you are just denying it. There is always a "loophole" or a "kicker" of some sort. Well, getting back to where was, yea, I can remember anything and never forget it. But to act like a normal human being, I only went and skipped a grade and stayed in public school. You can call me selfish because I wanted to stay equal or regular but that is my choice and decision on whether or not. (It's actually a list of schools in Osaka and darts...the coolest way to choice...) I do have a family that I care about. I have a mother, a grandmother, and a little sister who is 12. Yeah she is a year younger than me and very mature for her age. (I've been a great role model for her despite all the negative things I say at home) Why no dad? He died. That's kinda obvious. To give you the whole story, he was driving me to go get flowers at this market outside of the city. But there was a crash and he died on impact while I got a concussion and became almost desperately pessimistic about how things are run in life. You would say I lost the reason to enjoy and indulge in life because I lost my father wouldn't you. WRONG. I KNOW it's not that feeling but it's actually now something else that I can't explain...


The day was peaceful as usual. There was nothing to disturb today...Class was already noisy since our first period teacher hadn't arrived yet but I was just sitting at my desk and looking out the window since the view was so great. So clean. So clear. It was almost like nothing can disturb this calm morning. The birds were singing and the trees were flowing with the wind outside.

"Whoooo!" shouted a student that had just entered our classroom. I was cut off from my daze to see a blonde third year walk into the classroom followed by his bandaged best friend. They went to the front of the classroom and behind the teachers' desk. The blonde student decided to sit at the teachers' desk but then he had to stand up because his bandaged up friend made him too. It seemed like they were about to make an announcement.

"Aikawa-sensei is not here today so let's have free period! We're not gonna have a sub anyways! So WHOO!" shouted the blonde student. The blonde student was Oshitari Kenya. A member of the tennis club and regular on the tennis team. He is also a member of the Broadcasting Committee...but he is also an idiot at world history.

"WHOOOO! YES! NO CLASS TODAY!" the students roared. I saw them scream and shout with glee. I couldn't believe that regular students could just throw away their education like that. I couldn't believe what was happening. I need to give them a lesson. I couldn't believe that regular students want this. Their parents spend their precious money on them and they are just going to throw it away? I had to stand up against this. I also didn't want MY class to have a bad reputation. Though one of the things our class is known for is having Shiraishi Kuranosuke. The precious Bible and captain of our school's tennis team. And apparently, despite his kind appearance, many people fear him. By people I mean first years like Tooyama Kintaro.

"I don't think that we should go with free period." Shiraishi said. I was lost in my trance of though when he started talking. "What do you think class rep.?" Shiraishi asked. He then looked at me. That question was obviously meant for me to answer. My seat was just three seats in from of where he was standing. I looked at him and smiled. Is it a genuine smile? Who knows...I don't know. But I did have a sensation of wanting to get up and go hug him. It was a feeling in my stomach that a couldn't explained...I'm kidding. It was true happiness I felt, alright. I wasn't overly joyed about it but I was slightly glad to see someone else who cares about what they need in the future. I went from my desk to go stand up and face the students. I crossed my arms to show that I was the authority figure in this class.

"We will have a study period. Just as what Shiraishi-kun said." I told the class. They all groaned and sighed with desperation and annoyance.

"Why does she always have to be so harsh...she doesn't have to study anyway, she is such a genius at everything, she doesn't need to do anything..." the students whispered. I ignored their distasteful comments about me and continued on to tell them what to do. Since today is Wednesday, our first period is Japanese History. I ended up making them take notes for the upcoming test this Friday.


It was now lunch and the other teachers had approved of my motion of making the class do notes and review for the test. They had acknowledged my leadership as a student and class representative. We later found out that Aikawa-sensei went to the hospital because his wife was going into labor.

The lunchroom was, as usual, loud and noisy.

"Hey, Seinin," someone called. I looked up to see it was Shiraishi. He was holding his bento in his hands.

"Yes?" I replied. I looked up from my bento. It would have been rude to not face the person who had called on you.

"I just wanted to say that you were right to make everyone take notes for the upcoming test." He showed a smile. The smile that almost every girl in our grade seemed to fall for. It wasn't a genuine smile. But I didn't tell him that I knew.

"I know. The teachers have been coming and going and telling me that." I was tired of listening to the same words. It was getting old.

"Do you mind if I sit here and eat lunch with you?" he asked. He smiled again. That same smile he uses to make his fan girls faint or run away. Something was off.

"Why?" I tried not to sound suspicious or astounded. I didn't want him to think that I had a major long-term crush on him.

"Are you saying I can't?" He gave those sad lost puppy eyes and pouted at me. The look didn't work on me. He always uses that face to get what he wants. Fan girls out of his sight.

"I'm not saying to can't. I'm just asking why do you want to eat lunch with me." I answered nonchalantly. I continued on eating my bento that my little sister had made.

"It's just that you seem lonely eating out here by yourself. And you reject the invite to eat with your fans"

He was right. I never take the invite to eat with my fans. They don't know me and I don't like people who only hang out with people because they know they can get something out of it. I usually eat by myself unless it's a Friday. Friday is when I eat with my sister. She doesn't eat with me on the other days since she either goes to eat lunch outside with her friends or goes to practice tennis. She thought that it would be an easier sport and she was starstruck when she saw the guys' and girls' tennis teams here at Shitenhouji.

"I'm not lonely." I said, "I just like eating by myself." I then continued eating but looking pass Shiraishi's head, I saw Kenya looking at us. But what I noticed before was that he had been looking at us for the past 15 minutes. I now found out.

I quickly spoke before he was able to speak again.

"Is it because Oshitari-kun told you to come?"

He then looked at me blankly for about two seconds, but he quickly recovered to redeem himself.

"N-no." he stuttered. "I just thought you might be lonely eating alone like this." He began to scratch his hair. He was lying.

"No. You already know that I eat alone ever since my first year year here." I shot back. I was already glaring at him. "You're lying. Oshitari-kun did make you come over here to talk to me. Why?" I relaxed my back and crossed my arms. I stared back at him. I then looked to the side to see Kenya. He ducked thinking I wouldn't be able to see him watching us. I looked back at Shiraishi, who was having a hard time fighting back what I had just said. It was now getting annoying. I got up from my seat and walked straight to the "Tennis Table". Where the Shitenhouji guy regulars were sitting at. ALL of them. But I specifically went to Kenya, who was crouching on the floor under the table.

"Oi, Oshitari!" I shouted. I was really annoyed at Oshitari. The rest of the tennis regulars were staring at me, but I overlooked the attention they were giving me. When Oshitari didn't come up, I used my hand and slammed at the table. All the regulars shook a bit.

"HEY! OSHITARI!" I was screaming at him. I apparently had gotten the attention from everyone in the lunchroom.

He slowly came out from his hiding place. But I did notice that he was holding something in his hands. But it was too late to identify the object he was hiding.

SSPPPPSSHHH!

I was soaked. What he had in his hands was a can of peach soda. And he aimed it at my face so some of the soda was in my nose, mouth, and eyes.

"Ahek-ahek!" I coughed. It was like the soda was forced down my throat. I was talking to him and he sprayed me when my mouth was open. My eyes started to burn. It was mostly my right eye. It hurt a lot. But I was able to open them and stare menacingly back Oshitari. I was mad but what I heard was a roar of laughter. I look around and I see about less than half of the lunchroom laughing at me. But there were also some of my fan boys and fan girls who were shocked to see that happen to me. There are no teachers in the lunchroom. They must have went to the staff room already. But I didn't let my guard down. I didn't feel sad or embarrassed. I went back to shoot a glare at Oshitari. I approached him and grabbed him by the collar.

"WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT YOU BASTARD!" I hollered. My eyes were still burning, but I tried to keep them open. I was indeed trembling. The hand that was using to hold him by the collar was shaking. He was looking at me half smiling and half scared.

"Kenya!" Gin shouted. Even though he was mad at Kenya, I could still hear the students say, "Nice going Kenya! You FINALLY got back at her! NOO! Yuui-hime!" But I was a little relaxed to hear Gin come defend me. I let go of Kenya but pushed him away from me with enough force to throw him off balance and send him tripping over the chair. What I realized was that I was crying. Not crying out of embarrassment or sadness, but out of pain. My right eye was burning.

"Ahh~Kenya-chin!~ Why did you have to do that to your precious historian!~" Koharu-san said. Even though he weird out everyone in the student council, he was still kind and a major genius. "Look!~ Yuui-chan is crying because you!~"

"Really?" a certain second year said. "I never knew she had feelings..."

I was enraged my what they were saying.

"I'M NOT CRYING!" I screamed at Koharu-san. He was taken back from my outburst. I was covering my eye but they were both flowing with tears. "It's my eyes..." I cried even more. I was in a lot of pain.

"NEE-SAN!" a girl shouted. I began to look around to see who it was. What I also see is that no one is coming up to help me or see if I was okay or not. I bet they are just too afraid to face me or face the tennis team. I was getting stickier by the minute. I see that my little sister, Rin, is coming. She was practicing outside today and I guess she finally decided to eat.

"Nee-san! What happened?" She looked at me with pleading eyes. She was shorter than me; about eye-level.

"Nothing..." I replied while looking away. But she noticed that I was crying and soaked with soda that smelled like peach.

"We got to get you washed off and changed!" she immediately said. She grabbed my hand and dragged me to the hallway to go to the infirmary. We also passed Shiraishi.

"You know you are a real jerk Shiraishi. I knew thought you would do this too..." I whispered harshly to him making sure my sister didn't hear.

I heard them continue on with their lecture and punishment for Kenya. We continued walking to the hallway but I did feel that someone was still staring at me...


"Why'd you do that Kenya?" I heard Kintaro say.

"Cause she deserved it. She shouldn't be acting all high and mighty all the time. She still is a year younger than us." Kenya replied. I couldn't stop thinking about what she said to me. Did she misinterpret my actions? Did she really think I planned this with Kenya. I smiled at that thought. I thought she was the unforgettable genius who can analyze anything in front of them. I still looked at her path of exit thinking about it.

"Hey Shiraishi." Kenya called, "What are you thinking about?..." It seemed like he was afraid about the punishment that I was going to give him. I scoffed.

I finally said, "She smells like Cucumber-Melon...and peach soda..."


a/n:

YAY!

FINALLY! I have now posted up the chapter! I hope it was enough for you guys to read! Please tell me if she is too Mary-sue or too Anti-sue please! And please tell me if they are too OOC too!

Yeah it was kinda random at the end when Shiraishi said that...hehehe

But it's finally posted and now I have to start typing up the second chapter...but I will cut it shorter. The idea I'm trying to give is that she doesn't know what a regular person would feel. You would she has no feeling but I'm trying to say that she has trouble acting like a normal person. A normal person like a person to forget things and a person that will feel intimidated by people who have higher authority than them. Hope I didn't rush things too much.

This story is actually to relieve my negative thoughts.

But as you can see, She is hated and loved my the whole school.

She does have the same name of my OC in the KenyaxOC story but I like her name and its also a joke (I'm gonna explained in the next chapter or the other story)

She really doesn't have a background yet but I'll think of something. She id truly based on the experiences me and my friends faced. When you got soda in your eye, it burns a LOT. I had to learn that the hard way. The concussion thing is from what had happened to one of my friends. She didn't lose a loved one but what did happen was that she got a lot smarter. It was more like an increase in her logic I guess. (I'm too scared to ask her about it). But she is genuinely ranting about useless things most of the time.

The thing about her fan boys and fan girls is mostly for the comic relief. XD The ahek-ahek thing was for coughing sound effect...I didn't know what a cough sounded like so I looked it up and got that...

Please R&R and tell me if there is anything wrong.

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