a/n: Okay so after talking to kaleidoscope memories I realised that there is already a story for how Yahiro and Sakura became friends [chapter 52.5 of mangafox] anyways it was a huge revelation for me... Anyways so I shall just merged my idea and what they showed to give a more in depth picture of how it happened [and hopefully make things happen in a much funner way. And hopefully don't make things happen the wrong way..]
Chapter 1: the new boy
A new boy joined our class today, which today being two more weeks till the end of the term. But the lateness of his enrolment is not what made his appearance an unusual appearance.
Kokusen Acadamy is a school known to enrolled students who are children of the rich or famous. Wealthy parents that travel the world, while at the same time desiring their children to be within sight, usually enrol their children into Kokusen, which provides more flexibility in teaching compared to other schools, while they carry out their daily businesses.
So what was unusual was the fact that the last time I saw him, he was the Hakusenkan Private Acadamy uniform. And why would wearing that uniform make his arrival unusual? Because, although both schools hold similar prestige, most wealthy parents would thus choose Hakusenkan over Kokusen. Thus if a child has been enrolled in Hakusenkan, it is more then likely that they will never never ever transfer over to Kokusen willingly.
So because this unprecedented situation, most students in class was openly gawking at him. Many started gossiping among themselves, trying to figure out why he might possibly transfer or more likely why he was kicked out of Hakusenkan.
Because he was Yahiro Saiga. The eldest son and heir of the Saiga's fortune. An extremely powerful person in a school already full of wealthy influential kids.
He stood in front of class, eyes staring at the class cooly surveying the people in front of him. His hands were tucked into the sides of his pants pockets, an image of an already bored boy.
"Class this is our new transfer student." The teacher said gesturing towards Yahiro to signal his start of his introduction.
"Yahiro Saiga" he said cooly. The chilling tone that seemed to freeze the class. His eyes seemed to glaze over the people in front of him, as if nothing here was of interest, as if no one here was worth his attention, as if coming to this school was the biggest disappointment of his life.
And then there was silence. Classmates gossiping among themselves seemed to sense the hostile energy being emitted from Yahiro and fell silent. Boys looked at one another and seemed to nod in agreement that the new boy was a jerk and punishment will be given accordingly. Girls seem to sigh at his cold personality, all hoping to be the one to thaw his cold heart.
Then without doing the traditional bow or saying "please take care of me" or waiting for the teacher to say anything, he walked towards the empty seat at the back of the class. Which was right beside me.
And then he dropped his designer bag lightly into the floor. I think the teacher's eyes nearly popped out at that. A bag that the teacher can never afford and if ever bought would be treated with the best care was just being toss aside by a boy of only twelve year of age.
Yahiro seem to sense the teacher's stare. Seated down on the chair, making sure he was making eye contact with the teacher he tilted his head slightly to the right and sent a cold stare right at the teacher.
The teacher eyes widened fractionally at the intimidating stare and quickly turned to start lesson. However this went unnoticed by most students as Yahiro was seated at the furthest corner of the room. All they saw was the teacher getting flustered and then quickly starting the lessons.