Prologue
Yuri's P.O.V
The yellow cab pulled up to the front of the University in Kyoto. Yuri sighed, feeling happy to be making a new start yet bad and guilty for leaving her family behind in Tokyo. "Here we are Miss. That'll be 400¥," The driver said, looking into the mirror at Yuri, scratching his forehead slightly as he held out a pinkish sweaty hand out. She nodded, reaching into her pocket and pulling out the money before pressing it into his hand. "Have a nice day Miss." He said as she picked up her bag and climbed out of the door before smiling at him and shutting the door behind her. She smiled lightly to herself, taking in a deep breath of the fresh air as she scanned the outside of the University, there were a group of girls, all sitting round a wooden bench, texting away, all wearing baby pink and designer bags. Not far from them were a group of boys, chucking around someone's satchel. "Hey it was funny the first time but give it back!" The blonde haired boy in the middle complained, rolling his eyes as he extended his arms to catch the satchel in his arms. "Go fetch!" another one called flinging it in her direction. Her eyes widened, although there was no time to move, the last thing she saw was the blonde boy running towards her before blacking out.
After a couple of hours she finally awoke in the middle of the University's infirmary, lying on the bed. "Ah crap." She muttered, clutching the back of her head with one hand and rubbing the inner corner of her left eye with the other. "Are you ok?" A voice asked, sounding pretty worried as she turned her head and looked at the boy. "I'll live." She replied, smiling lightly before attempting to get up but the boy pushed her back down. "It's best if you stay lying down for a while, the nurse said you could have a mild concussion." He bit his lip slightly, looking around the room before back at her. "Uh I'm Kail Mursili, I'm a third year, and you?" He asked, tilting his head slightly to the side as he looked at her questioningly. "Uh Yuri, Yuri Suzuki, First Year." She shook her head gently, before rubbing her head gently.
"You don't look like you're from around here, where are you from?" She asked, looking up at him as he chuckled lightly, scratching the back of his head. "Uh I'm Turkish, I came here mostly because of the history, I always admired Japanese culture." He answered, smiling at her. "Anyway, let me buy you lunch as an apology. The game got a bit out of hand." He explained, looking at her apologetically as she scoffed jokingly. "A bit?" She giggled, smiling as she started to get up again. "I'm late for first period, but it was nice to meet you." She smiled happily, grabbing her bag and getting up, as she reached for the door he grabbed her arm and spun her around "Y-your concussion." He said, blushing lightly as his lips met hers, them being so close together. She blushed bright scarlet, placing her hand over her mouth as she ran out of the infirmary and into the girl's bathroom, looking into the mirror with her hands clutching onto the sides of the sink.
He was incredibly handsome, obviously popular, most likely in a relationship, So why did he kiss me? I'm short, not at all beautiful and bony. She gulped before heading off to class.