Prologue

My boots clacked rapidly as they collided with the pavement. The white and black uniform that I am currently wearing is soaked with rain by now and my hair flapped against my back while I ran. I can barely see through the mist and heavy downpour so that sucks.

What was the point of that? My whole first day sucks. First, it's raining. Hard. And I'm wearing white. Stupid rain. Stupid white uniform. Stupid…I kind of ran out. Anyway…second…I'm late. Stupid…umm…bell?

"You're going to be late." A voice said and I had to stop in my tracks and glare at the person next to me. Unfortunately, he was not even wet.

"No. Duh." I retorted, my glare becoming more intense. I resumed running.

Finally! The door!

I pushed it open and not a squeak sounded. This is not a private school for nothing.

"Here. Dry off with this." He snapped his fingers and a light blue blanket popped out of nowhere. I grabbed it and wrapped it around me. This will do.

"What? No thank you?"

"Thanks." I mumbled. He smiled with satisfaction as I wiped my boots with the towel; my uniform semidry. I scowled. At the sight of my frown he burst into laughter, his dark hair flying and his crimson eyes laughed heartily. I rolled my eyes at him.

"Baka." I said, almost growling.

"Well, just to let you know, since you're in the school maybe you should try to get to your class?"

"UGH! Why didn't you tell me that before!" I yelled, taking off again. "Oh wait, wait." I ran back to him. "Where's my schedule?"

He looked at my unbelievingly. "You're kidding, right? You just received your schedule yesterday!"

"Oh…heh heh…sorry?" I said with embarrassment. He sighed, but snapped his fingers in defeat.

"Here." He said, but I had already grabbed the paper.

"Thanks!" I shouted, running.

"Hold on!" He yelled and I rolled my eyes.

"What now?!" I called back.

"Come here!" I sighed and ran towards him.

"What?"

"This is your class."

I looked at the paper, then to the door number, and then at the paper again. "Oh."

He laughed and ruffled my hair.

"You're the worst shinigami ever, Eiji-san." I said.

"Thank you, Asami-chan." He said back, smiling warmly.

I pushed open the door and shouted, "Present!"

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