"Pimple-faced."

"Ha, look at her teeth."

"Disgusting..."

"Wow, she's so fat!"

It has just been the start of school in Nekoma High and yet Chiyo Megumi is already getting bad comments about her features. Then again, never in her life has she ever seen anyone appreciate her. Not even her herself.

Just casually walking to her classroom, every person she passed by either gives her a bad expression, or a whisper to the person right next to them. She bent her head down, letting her long black hair cover her face as she continues her way to her classroom.

Minutes later, her scarlet eyes framed with thick-rimmed glasses wandered on the room she has been finding and her feet quickly shifted inside.

The faces of her new classmates turn to her. Some tried to hide their laugh, some went back to their conversations, and some gave out a disgusted face while whispering something to the person beside them. Talk about judgmental.

She immediately took a seat from the far back of the classroom, where nobody would bother her—as if someone would ever try to talk to her. She is always used to being laughed at so people like her new classmates were nothing out of the ordinary.

Her cheeks were full of pimples, she's fat, she's small, her teeth are crooked and her nose is small. Her hair rather, was long bright and silky which was probably the only thing good about her. Every girl envies her hair—but it didn't actually help about her appearance so everybody just shrugs everything positive about her and laugh at all her flaws.

"Is… this seat… taken?"

Just when Megumi was deep in thought, her eyes shifted to the male standing right next to her. She tilted her head to the side, feeling quite surprised that someone actually talked to her. Everyone should usually be avoiding her more or less. His voice was soft and low, she liked it for some reason.

"Um n-no. Nobody's sitting here." She uttered.

The boy who took her attention sat at the empty seat next to Megumi. By the time he did, he took out a handheld device from his bag and quickly turned it on.

She eyed the boy warily. His blonde hair with black roots were quite long for a boy as they fall right up to his chin. What peaked her interest was his cat-like golden eyes that were fixated on the screen of the device.

All a sudden, she saw his eyes quickly glance to her and just for a few seconds, both their eyes met. The pudding head's eyes immediately shifted back to the screen of the PSP with his eyebrows furrowed, feeling uncomfortable. "Um? Can I… Help you?" He awkwardly asked the black haired female.

"N-no… I was um, curious… W-what's your name?" Megumi stuttered as she quickly think of an excuse.

"Kozume. Kenma." He answered without bothering to look at her. "You are?"

"Chiyo Megumi."

She must have thought that Kenma feels quite uncomfortable being next to her as not even once has he glanced back after their eyes locked for a slight moment. And yet she didn't want to bother talking to him again as he seemed very preoccupied with his game.

Minutes later, the teacher has arrived at it was now officially the start of the first day of school.

Megumi stayed quite a while in her classroom up to the point where it was already empty. She watched how every one of her classmates walk out of the room with their friends while talking about their club. Everybody seemed very excited to meet new people, even her seatmate Kenma left for his own club—in which she didn't bother to ask what it was.

While she was surfing on her phone, she heard the door slide open, specifically hearing two voices.

"I forgot something in class, wait for me." The familiar voice made her head turn to see Kenma walking in class.

"… Chiyo-san."

Megumi's eyes widened in surprise when she heard the pudding head call out her name. She couldn't seem to utter a word so she slightly bowed while Kenma continues to his seat to get something under his desk.

He finally found his notebook and walked, stopping his tracks on the doorway. "You… Don't have club activities?" He asked, his voice sounding so soft as if he was whispering.

She shook her head, "I don't like interacting with people who see me as a disgusting creature."

Kenma's eyebrows furrowed as he stared at the female as if examining her. Megumi had to look away and pretend she doesn't notice him staring.

Stop staring, I know I look ugly. She thought as she feels insecure while clenching her fists.

Minutes later, he opened his mouth and what came out of it was something that will never forget.

"You… Should consider loving yourself. You're not ugly, Chiyo-san. You're just different."

Her scarlet eyes landed on his golden ones by the time she whipped her head to face him. She gaped by surprise and felt her eyes water. Nobody has ever told her that she wasn't ugly, she was sure every single person living in Earth don't like her appearance.

"Kenma, practice is starting."

Megumi snapped back to reality and avoided his gaze by the time they both realized that they were staring at each other. The pudding head looked outside and nodded to the person who called for him. He bid goodbye to his seatmate before leaving the classroom.

She found herself staring at the ceiling with her phone on the table. Not ugly, huh? Well, that's better than lying that I was cute or something. She mentally told herself while sighing.

As she realized the time, she started packing and walking out of the classroom, her pace started speeding up realizing that there were exactly three boys standing by the window. One was sitting on a beat box, the other seem to be singing, while the other one was holding a guitar and also singing. She quickly hid her face with her long hair.

Then she found herself looking at the boy with the guitar.

As if time was moving slowly, the boy caught Megumi's eye. His voice was beautiful, his guitar skills were amazing that it would definitely make every girl fall for him—he face was obviously attractive.

But the thing is… He was short. Shorter that Megumi that is.

Although the female didn't really mind, because by the time she saw him, her heart was racing and her face started to heat up.

She never believed in love at first sight… But then again, she is a hopeless romantic.