I had so many ideas and it hurt my head so I decided to stick with this one.
Disclaimer: I do not own HunterXHunter because if I did fangirls would be ambushing my house right now.
These- "_" will be the breaks in a chapter because I don't know how to do them.
Enjoy!
She was told not to judge people on the first impression, unless that person was supposedly dangerous, because it was of course not a good thing to do.
But when she saw him, the god that was perfect in every way, she instantly labeled him close to perfection, little flaws, smart, athletic, and everything a girl could imagine a perfect boy was. She knew he could be anything but what she imagined but all the other girls loved him. So how could she have any reason not to judge him as perfect?
So she started to try to get close to him, talk to him, and just to be in his presence.
In the end what she was told was right and she was wrong.
Although she still labeled him perfect.
Mika's POV
"When do you have History?"
"Do we have the same lunch period?"
"Love your new shoes!"
I was standing in the middle of a hallway in the grand and prestige school of Hunter Academy. This place was swarming with the wealthy and the seemingly perfect. It was so expensive that my mom could barely afford the tuition and that was coming from someone whose mom is a lawyer.
I enviously eyed the group giggling girls wearing their skirts that were probably 6 inches in length and seemed so close knit.
Everyone had at least one friend here; I had none.
The reason why I went to Hunter Academy was to get good grades and learn how to become more social. I was the nerdy kid who got good grades and was socially awkward. So I went here to get a fresh new start and attempt to be in the middle level of the school caste.
"Attention class is starting in two minutes; please check your schedule for your homeroom." An announcer with authority said.
I looked at my schedule to see what homeroom I was in. In small font it read 2-B.
I breathed in and out heavily from my nervousness.
The bell suddenly rang, signaling us to get to homeroom.
I rushed down the hall and stopped in front of a door that said 2-B.
So my first day at Hunter Academy was going to begin.
Joy.
Hopefully this wasn't horribly boring. Sorry for torturing you if it did, next chapter will be better!
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