Title: The Story you don't know

Genre: Slice of Life/ Slapstick, Comedy, School themed, Shounen, Romance(?)

Summary: Set in the historical city of Kyoto, Japan. Seta Hiiragi is an introvert, a laid back person and is a magnet for bad luck causing him a not so happy childhood. As he turned 17, and living the past 16 years "friendless", he decides to start anew and forget his past. He starts out by helping a seemingly normal foreigner from a group of weird men but it turns out the other way around for him, for this foreigner lives in a famous and historical house in Kyoto, Japan, the Shosei-en Garden! But can he be classified 'Normal' if all the people surrounding him are in the 'not-so-normal' category of the society? Join him as he starts this breath taking, nut cracking, and tear jerking journey to "normalcy" in search for new friends while hiding his real identity!

Friends.

Persons whom one knows, likes, and trusts; an acquaintance.

Persons with whom one is allied in a struggle or cause; a comrade. One who supports, sympathizes with, or patronizes a group, cause, or movement.

This is what I've been lacking for the past 16 years. Looking back, I was not rejected by other people—I was the one rejecting them. I've always preferred not being associated with certain groups.

I never liked the idea of being tied to a person or to a group. When things go bad, these so called friends can instantly turn into foes.

When your friends do something bad, your name will easily be dragged in the issue as well.

That's what I have always believed in. So for the past 4 years after I have realized that, I kept distance between myself and other people called classmates. I still communicate with them but not on a regular basis, more specifically when it only concerns school activities. There are a handful of people who'd consider me as their friend just because they know me, but I don't think it should be like that.

Knowing someone's name doesn't qualify you as being his or her friend. I don't know why many people think like that.

No—I'm not a victim of bullying that is ranting about the disadvantages of having friends because I don't have any.

It's just that…

"You're weird."

What kind of psychiatrist would call her client weird?

I—I'm not weird for not wanting accompany!

I'm just…

Different.

…

"Different? Ahaha!"

What's with that laughing about?

I couldn't find another word that would fit right in.

But I definitely wouldn't accept to be called 'weird' by an old single lady like you!

"Old… single lady, you say?" She was frowning and was making up her fist.

Crap, I said the forbidden word!

"I—I'm sorry! I'll repent for the rest of my life, so please forgive me!" I said as I took a bow over and over again, begging for mercy.

I definitely don't want to feel the wrath of this lady.

Nobody would.

Nobody could.

This psycho psychiatrist is not someone to be meddled with. I better keep my distance with her too…

She let out a sigh and stared at me.

"You know why you think like that? That's because you have never really experienced the joy of having friends."

The joy of... having real friends?

…

Are you telling me that I'm just making excuses for being not able to give commitment to anything?

Am I a selfish being that only thinks about himself?

Maybe you're right.

You better be right.

That's the only answer I could get.

That's the only thing I could believe in.

"It's not too late, you know…" She looked at me with a serious face. "You've still got time. It's up to you how you will spend it but I firmly advice you to use it by trying to live a normal life."

Spend?

She talks as if time is like money, easy come and easy go.

Wait, are you trying to tell me I'm not normal? You're trying to push the issue of me being "weird"?

…

But I guess she has a reason to say so.

I think it's about time I begin thinking seriously about it. Nothing will change if I don't change things myself.

16 years is enough time wasted. 4 years of being classified 'weird' is more than enough.

Being passive won't help, 'stay aggressive' she says.

I'll have to do this myself.

I want to be live a normal life.

But how the heck do I become a normal person?

"For beginners, start with getting friends."

This is the only clue I got from her as I set out to this whole new world.