Story went under a bit of a rewrite. It's much better this way, though. Hope you enjoy.

(Kuoh Town)

"Dad, I still can't believe you're making me to go to school in Japan." A teen said on his phone as he walked to school. He's wearing a white dress shirt, black dress pants, shoes that have a mix of pink, green, yellow, and black, and a navy blue waistcoat. He's got spiky red hair and bright red eyes.

"What's wrong, Milo? I thought you'd like Japan. You're always watching those Kamen Rider shows." the father said through the phone.

"Just because I watch a Japanese TV show does not mean I want to go to school in Japan. Besides, what happened to homeschooling?" Milo asked angrily.

"There's only so much I can teach you. Well, I gotta go!" The father said cheerfully.

"No wait don't hang-" Milo started, but it was already too late. "-up."

Milo groaned, put his phone away, and continued his walk to school.

(Kuoh Academy)

Milo walked through the front gates of the academy, mumbling to himself about what a dick his father was. He entered the main building and walked up to the front desk. The secretary looked up from her work.

"Oh, hello! You must be the new transfer student from America right?" she asked.

"Pretty much."

"Okay then!" She then handed him a piece of paper. "This is the schedule for your classes. Your first class is down that hallway, second door on your left."

"Yeah, thanks." Milo said as he walked down the hallway to his first class. The teacher was waiting for him at the door.

"Ah, you're here." he said. He didn't even ask him if he was the new student.

"I'll go in first and announce your name, then you can come in." The teacher said as he went inside the classroom. Milo heard a knock on the inside of the door a minute later.

'That's my cue.' he thought. He opened the door and walked into the classroom, about 30 pairs of eyes were on him.

"Go ahead and introduce yourself." The teacher said. Milo then face the front of the room.

"Nice to meet you all. I'm Milo Ackermann. Pleasure to make your acquaintance." I said.

"Okay Ackerman-san, you can take your seat now."

(Cafeteria)

Milo walked into the cafeteria with his lunch tray. He sat down at a table way in the middle.

"Uh, dude?" A voice said. Milo looked up and saw a teen with black hair and a pair of headphones around his neck. "You can't sit there."

"Why not?" Milo asked confused. The teen only pointed. Milo looked in the direction he was pointing at. Three girls had entered the cafeteria. One of them was a Japanese girl with short, curly bronze colored hair. She had a brown falcon feather in her hair

"What a hottie…" Milo murmured to himself. The trio walked right up to the table where Milo was sitting. The main girl looked at Milo with a look of disgust.

"What's this trash doing at our table?" She said with a condescending tone.

"Eating. What else would I be doing at this table?" Milo said nonchalantly. The girl just scowled at him.

"Well get lost. This is our table." She demanded.

"Screw that. I was here first. First come, first served." Milo countered.

"Leave. Now." the girl's harsh gaze boring into Milo. Milo didn't back down, though.

"Fine, then." The girl finally said after a few minutes of harsh gazing. She then pointed a finger at Milo.

"I challenge you."

"To what, exactly?"

(Kendo Club Dojo)

It turns out the girl Milo angered was Miu Ougon, the president of the Kendo Club. The challenge was a kendo match. Milo and Miu stood on the opposite sides of the dojo, a wooden bokken in their hands. The Kendo Club members were on Miu's side of the dojo.

Milo and Miu took a battle stance.

"Begin!" The students acting as referee shouted. Miu charged and swung her bokken downwards. The bokken hit each other with a loud clack. This continued on for a few minutes. Milo was just defending while Miu was on the offense. This was hard for Milo because even though Miu's a few inches shorter than him, she strikes hard and fast. Eventually, they reached a position where Miu was trying to bring her bokken down upon him, but Milo was holding her back with his own.

"Isn't this a little too much over a table?!" Milo shouted.

"It's more than that!" Miu shouted back.

"Explain it to me, then! I'm really lost here!"

"You are just common filth! I am one of the top here!" Miu shouted angrily.

"Ah, I see." Milo spoke with a smirk. "Unfortunately, this is my stage!"

Milo pushed Miu out of the position with his bokken. He went on the offensive and struck with fast blows. Miu had a hard time keeping up with his movements. The finisher was when Milo swung upwards, knocking Miu's bokken out of her hands. Milo caught it as it fell and then pointed both his bokken and Miu. Miu and the rest of the kendo club shared the same shocked look.

"Uh...it appears the winner is Milo!" The ref shouted, a little hesitant at first.

"Check. Fucking. Mate." Milo smirked as he put the bokken down on the floor and then bowed to Miu. "Pleasure doing business with you."

He then left.

This is just a small introduction to a new story. More will come later. Again, I apologize for changing the story. It's just that the plot sucked and I'm really bad at telling stories in the first person (if you've seen my first attempts at first person fanfics). Anyway, hope you enjoy!