Hey, guys! I've decided to edit my chapters first before giving away the next chapter. It's been like two years since I have updated this fanfic of mine! I'm so sorry to all those who waited. Rest assured though, that I'm gonna update this as much as possible. And I'll never stop this, don't worry. :) I plan to continue this until the end.

By the way, I want to give credit to my best friend, df14-blacksnow. She is actually the reason why I decided to update this story. She was so into fanfiction the past few days that I was suddenly inspired to go back to this again. So, please thank her by reading some of her stories. Hehe :D

Again, I sincerely apologize for my inactiveness. I hope you guys still are supporting this though! It means a lot. 3 Thank you! Read on. :)

The sun shone brightly on the Death Weapon Meister Academy, also commonly known as Shibusen. It was the first day of school after winter break. The students, both meisters and weapons alike, were in the Ceremony Hall, chattering and exchanging stories about their experiences during the vacation. The entire room was buzzing with excitement. They were psyched to see one another again.

One student, however, was not amused at all the thrill revolving around him. In fact, he looked rather bored. He was seated on one of the bleachers located behind the stage, staring at the excitement surrounding him with no interest.

He nodded his head, about to drift off to sleep when suddenly a kid with blue hair appeared behind him out of nowhere and slapped his back. He groaned but made no comment. He looked at the intruder instead, who was wearing an annoyingly wide smile on his face.

"SOUL! Dude!" The blue-haired kid yelled in greeting. He raised his hand for a high-five.

"Hey, Black Star," Soul greeted back, his lack of energy obvious. He returned the high-five without enthusiasm.

Black Star immediately noticed his friend's low face. He sighed. "Dude, that's no way to welcome the new school year! Come on, you can do better than that! Besides, the GREAT Black Star is here! You have no right to be sulki-"

"Cut it out, Black Star. You're being narcissistic again," Soul snapped. "And who gets all sunny and cheery for SCHOOL, anyway? Cool dudes like me don't associate with those kind of stuff. It's disgusting."

Black Star scoffed. "Hey, I'm AWESOME! And AWESOME is a greater word than COOL! But here I am, shouting to the world just how excited I am today! The great me is excited, so you should be even just as half as excited as I am!"

Soul gave him a glare. "Since when were you hyped for school? You've flunked way too many times, man."

"Who says I'm in it for the truckload of schoolwork, anyway?" Black Star grinned. "I'm in it to show this useless population of amateur meisters and weapons just who the man on top is! HYA-HOO!"

And without giving the white-haired boy a chance to speak another word, the assassin disappeared from his sight.

Soul groaned. If only he could sleep this day off...

Hmm, sleep. The word lit a lightbulb in his mind. He looked at his watch. The time read 7:20 AM.

He displayed a little smirk as he stood up from his seat. There's still time.

Soul walked some distance away from the Ceremony Hall before finally proceeding to sit on the floor and lean on a wall to doze off. He didn't care whether he was still near the noisy room or not; All that matters to him that time was his trip to slumberland.

He was still engulfed in a deep sleep when suddenly he felt someone poking his cheek. He rubbed his eyes and blinked a few times. When he opened them, he saw a cute girl kneeled down on his level, staring at him. Judging from her looks, they were probably of the same age. Soul had never seen her before.

Her hair was tied in pigtails. She was wearing a white shirt with a white-and-green tie, a short skirt, a long black coat, and boots. She looked at Soul with her lovable green eyes then said with a smile, "Hey there. I'm on my way to the opening ceremonies, but I found you sleeping here so I thought I'd wake you up."

Soul glared her. He was still craving for sleep, and the fact that this girl in front of him woke him up was bad news. If there's one thing that anyone should not bother disturbing him for, it's when he is sleeping.

"You clearly have a good eyesight, and I know you're smart enough to know that no one should disturb people in their sleep. Why did you bother then?" His voice was laced with nothing but pure irritation, obviously not aware of the girl's good intentions.

The girl's eyes widened. This was not the reaction she was expecting. She maintained her friendly face though, completely ignoring the little frustration bubbling inside of her. "Oh, I'm sorry," she said. "I just woke you up because-"

"Forget it," He snapped. He stood up and looked at her in the eyes. "Next time, little girl, don't bother wasting your time on someone that you don't even know. Don't butt in into their businesses." He then turned his back at her and started to walk away... but not before mumbling three words to himself quietly: What an idiot.

He thought he had said it quietly. Unfortunately, he was wrong.

"You should be thankful that I even bothered waking you up, stupid! You're the more idiotic one!" He heard the girl snap from behind him. He turned back around again and gave her a death glare. "What did you just say?"

"Just in case you don't know, Mr. Whoever-You-Are, the ceremonies start at exactly 8:30 AM sharp. And just in case you don't know, it's already 8:27 AM, and it takes an estimated time of three minutes for someone to go from here to the Ceremony Hall by walking and two minutes by running. Do you get my point now?"

Soul's nose almost bled at the mathematical description that the girl just gave him. "What the-? Are you for real?" Then he shook his head, disregarding all his thoughts and deciding to save it for another time. There would be plenty of time for him to get to know this strange, freaky girl, who he had predicted as a transferee.

"Whatever. I'm out of here," he announced. He ran before the girl could say another word.

She just stood there, processing all the events that just happened before finally breaking into a run herself.

That jerk... I hope not everyone is as arrogant as him.