You and your family are moving to italy, where you would go to highschool and university. The high school you are going to is World Academy. World academy is considered the best secondry educational school around, and your mother insisted that you went to it, when if you had to go across the world to. So there you were, at World Academy, standing at the door of your home room. You opened the door to be greeted with a large classroom full of year seven and eight students. Being your first year of high school you were nervous, it seemed so different from your primary school, so very different. Your teacher instructed you sat down next to a boy with a perfectly curved curk sticking out the side of your head. "Okay, now that everyone is here I believe be can start introductions, okay, I will pick random people to introduce themselves, 2 minutes at max." The teacher told us as she pointed to the boy next to me and instructed his to introduce himself. "I'm Lovino Vargas, I'm originally from Italy, I'm in year 8, turning 14 this year." He introduced himself as if he didnt care one little bit, and I doubt he did. The teacher informed me to introduce myself next. " I'm _ _ and I originally come from Australia. I'm a year 7, turning 13 later on this year, I enjoy drawing and writing... and my favorite colour is _" you introduced yourself with a smile on your face and then sat down. after all the others introduced themselves we began to give out the laptops that we ordered to do our work through the year. After we got our laptops we got our books. There weren't that maybe books since we got our laptops. Even though you should be thinking about class all you could do was stare at the boy next to you. He was just so interesting. That 'I dont give a shit' attitude, that perfectly curved curl, those beautiful olive eyes... he just seemed perfect... You never noticed you had been staring at him endlessly until he looked back at you. You felt your heat skip a beat and your face get warm. He stared at you for a moment before his face heating up as well. He looked back down quickly, the blush on his face getting redder. You looked back down at your desk as he began to write on a piece of paper. He passed the note to you and whispered, "Reply." To me. I opened the note up to be greated with roughly scribbled italian on the paper. You new italian pretty well and the note translated to 'Whats your name?, I didn't catch it in the intro .○' you giggled at the wink and began to write in kanji on the back of the paper, 'Watashi wa _ desu' just to see whether he knew japanese. You folded the note back up and passed it to him. When he read it he looked slightly confused but began to write back anyway. He handed it over to me and I grabbed it and unfolded it. 'I cant understand that but I'm assuming your name is _?' Was, yet again, writen in Italian. The bell rang before you could write back. You stood uo and got your stuff to go to your next class. You saw that Lovink wasn't going the same way as you, inderating that he didnt have the same class as you. He WAS a year 8 and your were a year 7... and year 8's and year 7's almost NEVER have class together, mainly just year 7's or year 8's. You took a breath as he suddenly turned around and began coming the same way as you. A/N Kon'nichiwa! If you peeps who arent from Australia are a bit confused, we start primary school when were 4 or 5 and finish at 11 or 12, then we go to highschool from 13 to 18... so yeah. When your 5 your in prep, and when your 12 your in grade 6... so your start highschool at year 7 and finish at year 12...