One: Hinata Matsuchita

"Now, starting today we have a student transferring into the class," The voice of the teacher was false, hiding the tired expression that glared through his eyes as he smiled at the students, "Her name is Matsuchita Hinata. Her father's job got moved from Tokyo so I'm expecting all of you to take good care of her." All eyes shifted, fixing themselves on the girl that stood motionless next to the teacher. She, Matsuchita Hinata, shivered slightly as she processed how to handle this type of situation. Her hand reached up to brush a strand of her black hair behind her ear, out of pure habit, revealing a gentle smile that graced her pale face. This caused the room to stir before she could even get a word out of her mouth. Whispers erupting around the room soon turned to loud chatter as everyone tried to hear what the other was saying. This naturally caused the teacher to get angry as he slammed his hand down on the table in front of him.

"Matsuchati, go sit behind Hazuki Nagisa." He stated sourly as he gestured toward a bundle of students before turning to start his lecture. Not wanting to get the teacher any more angry, Hinata picked up her bag from the ground and looked around for Hazuki Nagisa. She expected the girl would be easy to spot, someone with an empty seat behind them. However, as her eyes searched the crowd of faces she frowned, finding that there were no seats by any of the female students. This caused Hinata to hesitate, her eyes flashing from the students to the teacher as seconds passed. All she saw was one seat, an empty chair placed behind a blond haired boy with a large grin on his face.

"Is something the matter, Matsuchita-san?" The teacher had realized she had failed to find her seat.

"Um... Hazuki-san?" She questioned looking around at the class, "I don't see any seats by girls..." That was when the class started laughing and for reasons that Hinata just didn't understand. Even if she refused to think it was her fault for the unknown joke, she felt her face getting hot as a blush spread across her cheeks. Even the teacher had to hold back a chuckle as the blond haired boy flashed to his feet and raised his hand.

"Matsuchita-kun!" He called causing her to reel in confusion, "I'm Hazuki Nagisa." Hinata had to take another look to make sure he was actually a boy. His blond curls and large eyes working perfectly with that happily-go-lucky smile. He, however, wore the boys' school uniform causing Hinata's face to flush with guilt. She had clearly misunderstood his name and had mistaken it for a girl's name.

"R-right!" She chirped embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, I-I didn't know." Hazuki-san, being the good lad that he was, waved it off with a smile and patted the desk behind him. It took several minutes for the class to settle as they snickered about what Hinata had done. She was lucky that Hazuki-san didn't seem to care much as he explained about his name sounding a lot like a girl's name. He said he actually had friends who also shared the same fortune as him, having girly names.

"Well, Haru-chan is a bit hard to get along with but I've known him for a very long time," Hazuki-san rambled as he leaned backward in his chair, "You see, when we were kids we used to swim together on at the local swim club..." Swim? Hinata felt her heart skip a beat as the faint sound of waves filled her ears accompanied by the pressure. Swim... that's right. She needed to swim! S-she was being pulled under by the waves as she kicked wildly, not knowing which way was actually up. Her lungs burned as she struggled, being tossed easily by the recoiling water, but she couldn't get air. If she opened her mouth now she would inhale a lung full of saltwater, even she knew that. She couldn't do it, even she would die like this... even she...

"Matsuchita-kun?" She blinked, her eyes refocusing on the friendly face in front of her, "Are you okay, Matsuchita-kun?" Was she alright? Well the question was a rather silly one but as she looked around and noticed that no one had noticed her breakdown, she nodded. Yes, she was fine. Hinata was perfectly alright since she wasn't in the water. She'd never go in the water again.

Class was longer then it was in Tokyo, or at least it felt that way. Fixing her eyes on the teacher, Hinata forced herself to listen as she pushed the terrifying memories from her mind. She had thought she'd gotten over it, her anxiety. Clearly that was not the case. It seemed like it was no use; even the therapy sessions she had relentlessly gone to had failed in getting her over her fear of water. For two years she had tirelessly gone to them, forced herself to be in situations that scared her, but all she had to show for it was an anxiety so bad that she froze every time she heard something that had to do with water. It was a strange thing though because baths, showers, and other small bodies of water. Well, they were just fine. It was the large ones, such as pools or oceans, that terrified Hinata so much that she started to cry nearly every time. She was lucky that today hadn't been one of those times. She didn't need Hazuki-san fretting over her like she somehow knew he would. No, she just wanted to get on with life.

"Hey! Matsuchita-kun! I have a really great idea," It was Hazuki-san again, "Why don't you come to the swim club with me after class! I can introduce you to Haru-chan, Mak-"

"No!" She had to admit, the way she shouted it was a bit forceful and frightening. Not to mention that it was so loud that it drew the classes attention and caused the teacher to stop talking. Add on the fact that she had also risen to her feet without realizing it and you basically have a situation for a very large misunderstanding. She had only just got here and already her class would think she's strange.

"S-sorry, Hazuki-san." She muttered as she fell into her seat, ignoring the teacher's questioning gaze. Even the happy Hazuki-san didn't talk to her after that, which only added to the pit in her stomach. All she could do was stare down at the wood of her desk in depression. Hazuki-san's blond head didn't turn around again that day. In fact, as far as Hinata knew, it never turned around again as the week passed by. So Hinata had officially messed up her new life. She should be proud of herself, she doubted that anyone could beat her record. Having said that she probably couldn't even beat it, it took a really messed up person to yell at the kind person Hazuki-san was. She knew it and was constantly told it as the week went by.

"She's the one that yelled in class."

"Poor kid, I heard she scared him half to death."

"What a bully."

"I don't like her, she should go back to where ever it was she came from."

"I agree."

"I say we get revenge for Hazuki-san. Since he's to nice to do it himself."

"I agree."

Hinata was glad the week was over by the time the final bell rang on Friday. The girls had been true to their word and had thoroughly made Hinata's life pretty bad since her first day. It was what she deserved though, having yelled at Hazuki-san it was only natural for her to get punishment. Even if it was a bit too harsh in her opinion. All she could do was continue on and hope that things would settle enough for her to officially apologize to the boy.

"Alright, make sure you've turned in your essays and you can leave for the day. Have a nice weekend and don't be late for class on Monday." The class rose almost at once and chatter about the weekend started up. Hinata's reaction was a bit slower and far less purposeful as she stood and gathered her things. She had been hoping that Hazuki would talk to her at least once so she could apologize but it seemed he was avoiding her. Then was no different because as soon as the teacher dismissed them, Hazuki-san was up and out the door. She sighed, not bothering to hurry as she threw her things into her bag and left the room. She had to walk home today, a task she hated but had to deal with since her bike was destroyed from a 'prank'. She wanted very much to punch whomever had done it but she knew it wouldn't do any good even if she did find out.

"Getting warmer," She mumbled absently as she started her trek home, "I would be nice to swim..." She sighed and shook her head at the thought. Hinata was strange, her condition was strange. Something that no one could explain had happened in her brain somewhere because, although she loved to swim, her body simply wouldn't allow it. Hinata herself classified it as fear, her body felt fear to be in the water so she couldn't swim no matter how much she wanted to. Her mother and doctors classified it as some traumatic stress thing that Hinata didn't know the name for. Either way Hinata was afraid of the water despite her want to be in it, a double-edges sword that she no longer felt a need to use.

"S-someone call the police!" She blinked, her eyes following the gaze of several passerby's that pointed at something. Curiosity always had gotten the best of her but as she gazed out at the water, her eyes squinting against the sunlight reflecting from the waves, her heart stopped.

"Someone! There's a boy drowning!"

I hope you enjoyed this chapter! I understand a lot happened _ I'll be slowing it down after this! In the mean time please leave a comment below, since I love them!

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