"You murderer!"
"Jinx!"
"Go away..."
Escape... Running... I'm always running... I don't know what I'm running from. But I'm always running... Sometimes I wonder what I'm running from and where I'm running to...

'Tak...' 'Tak...' 'Tak...' The sound of my skateboard resounded in the whole classroom, every time I stepped on its rear.
"Rin."
A voice snapped me out of my trance.
"Please stop making that noise." Ordered Mr Un, my mathematics teacher.
"Yes sir."
"Can you come up and answer this equation?"
"Yes." I responded, while picking up my skateboard and standing up.
As I walked forward, all attention was on me. I fidgeted a little due to the unwanted attention. I don't really like the attention... Once I reach the blackboard, I waited for him to pass me the chalk.

With an outstretched arm, he passed the chalk to me. I solved the equation in no less than a minute. Then I went back to my seat as if nothing happened. Little did I know that someone was watching me. Waiting for the perfect opportunity remove what was behind my skateboard.
Soon, the class was over.

"Hey. You," a voice called out.
I reeled my head around. Blinking a few times, I asked, "Me?"
No one talks to me in school... Who could it be? Suddenly, a shadow loomed over my own. It was Morikawa. With Izaki, his best friend, beside him. Being the polite one, I bowed said "Good evening, classmate Morikawa and classmate Izaki."

From the corner of my eye, saw Izaki taken aback by my greeting. Did I say that too monotonously? Well, I am tired out after a long day at school. Since it seems that none of them were going to say anything anytime soon, I started the conversation first.
"Do you need anything?"

"Uh... Uhm... We want..."Izaki mumbled. So softly that I could only hear the begging of his sentence. "Pardon?"
"We want that!" He exclaimed while pointing to my skateboard. "We?"Izaki said, "don't drag me in this."

I held my skateboard close and eyed him suspiciously.
Without any warning, Morikawa grabbed my skateboard and tried to wrench it out of my hands. "No! Let go!" I screamed. I clung on to it like my life depended on it. "Erm... I... Don't think this a a good idea..." Mumbled Izaki. "Let go! Let go! Let go!" I shouted continuously, like a mad man. Trying my best to pull my skateboard from his hands. Then, he kicked me in the stomach. Hard. I winced and lost my grip of my priced possession. He flipped my skateboard to the back and he removed the card from the slot, my #2 priced possession. While I just laid helplessly on the floor. Unable to get up due to the pain. "Don't..." I breathed. "Hahahaha... With this I will win!" Yuka declared.

I thought, What the hell is this guy talking about?
He flung my skateboard on the ground. Okay, I am going to murder this guy.

"Its not so gentlemanly to hit a someone..." Whispered Izaki, but what he said did not reach Morikawa. He was busy rejoicing as he hoped out of the school grounds. Then, Izaki followed behind him. Once they were out of sight, I staggered up to my feet. I grabbed my skateboard and skated out of the school. Ignoring the pain that was speeding across my body. Where could he be? I better find him and get back what's mine...

The wind brushed across my face as I sped though the alley of shops. Glancing around, looking for him or places that he might be at. I stopped. Looking at a store that caught my attention. The banner wrote in big fanciful words 'Cardcapital'. "He might be here..." I muttered to myself, "If not, I am going home." I went close to the door and it opened.
"Welcome."

I looked up. It was a beautiful 16years old girl with long violet hair that stretched across her back. Her eyes were purple with long eyelashes and she was wearing a high school uniform topped with an apron. She was standing at the counter.

I bowed in return. The place was quite simple. Tables and chairs were set up just like a study area. With a few posters pasted around on the walls.
"I lost?!" Cried a familiar voice. I scanned my surroundings and spotted the one that I have been looking for.

Immediately I said,"Morikawa! My card!" And rushed forward. The reply that I got from him was his remorseful look on his face. I saw my card laid on the table and I reached out to take it. Suddenly, a hand slammed on the table and on my card. I flinched. It was a high school guy, who had slit teal eyes and a mature looking face. He had brown hair that was until his collar and an unkept tie that was lose from his neck. Beside him, stood a blonde hair guy who was wearing the same uniform as him. Unlike the previous person, this guy has a much more childish face and big light brown eyes. His eyes were filled with playfulness to the brim. He looked at me and grinned playfully. I tilted my head slightly in curiosity. Looking back down, I could see the brunette's hand still on the card.

"Erm... That's my..." I squeaked. His eyes met mine and he stared intensely. I felt as if his eyes were bearing though mine. Everything was silent. "May I have it back?" I said, my voice getting softer with every word I spoke. After a while, the silence was broken by him. "What is lost in a fight must be retrieved back the same way." I stood there. Lost for a moment. Until his words sunk into me. Without thinking stuttered, "Uh... Erm... Then... Please fight me!" I bowed out of reflex.

Realizing what I had done, I thought frantically. Oh no... I challenged someone without even knowing the game very well... I wished someone would pull me out of that dilemma then...