It had stopped raining and the morning sun could finally seep through the curtains of Yun's bedroom. It had been raining for weeks. Yun didn't care for the rain all that much. Rain meant he couldn't go outside and the prevention of being able to go outside meant no skateboarding, which was a hobby of Yun's that he enjoyed immensely. Yun's brother, Yang , always told Yun not to go outside when it was raining. It was something the brother's uncles always told them. Since Yang was always the responsible one, Yang would constantly repeat what their uncles told them.

"Buh..." The Chinese teenager groaned as the sun, that had been hidden under thick sheets of clouds, hit his face. "Yeah...yeah...I'm getting up. This stupid rai-" Yun stopped himself from finishing his sentence. "What the heck, why is the sun out?!" Yun asked himself as he rubbed his eyes and stared at the sky in awe. The sky was blue for once and not blaring with harsh drops of rain that fogged people's vision. To Yun, it felt like it had been raining for so long that the sun didn't even exist!

"Awe, man! Yeah!" Yun said excitedly as he ran into Yang's room. "Yang, wake up! Get ready for school. You won't be needing a rain jacket today!"

Yang woke up, quite reluctantly, then said through muffled yawns. "But...Yun. We could catch a cold from the rai-" Yang also stopped himself from finishing his sentence then looked out his window, wide-eyed, at the morning sun. "I guess..." The younger sibling mumbled then pushed his exaggerated hairdo out of his tired face.

Yun quickly dressed in his school uniform, ate leftovers from the fridge, grabbed his beloved skateboard, then yelled at his brother, "I'm going out without you. You'll have to catch up with me, later!"

"Wait, Yun! You might slip on the pavement!" Yang yelled back, but it was too late. Yun had already sped down the neighborhood street on his skateboard at the speed of sound.

Awe, man. It feels great to be back! Yun thought as the cool, Autumn breeze hit against his cheeks as he made his way to school; doing many boardslides on railings and kickflips over inanimate objects. The Chinese teenager feel the urge to hold back a smile of joy to keep his cool "vibe", but he didn't. He let his lips curl into a smile. The smell of the rain from the night before still tainted the air. It was a nice smell. Yun enjoyed it. He enjoyed the morning sun on his face and the cold breeze against the back of his school uniform. Yun was living his life as if his teenage years would never end.

But they would, eventually. Yun was a senior in high school with no plans for college. He essentially wanted to be a world renowned fighter. His uncles hoped he would go to college and then become a fighter, but Yun didn't enjoy school as much as his younger brother and didn't take the time to appreciate the education he was given. Yun preferred skateboarding, working in the restaurant he and Yang owned, sleeping, eating, and his favorite, starting up fights. If Yun had to pick a million dollars and being able to fight for eternity, he would pick the second option. God, there was nothing Yun liked doing more than to smash people's head into the concrete sidewalk. The price to pay for fighting was usually a suspension from school or detention. You'd think Yun would do it so many times till the point where he would get in trouble, but Yun always made up a clever enough excuse.

Eventually, Yun made it to school. The school that Yun and Yang attended was your average public school in Hong Kong. Everyone wore school uniforms and the bell would go off every hour. The public school enforced normal regulations like any school in the world. Get to school on time...attend your classes...do not chew gum...and, definitely no skateboarding. Yun, being a born trouble maker, would always break the skateboarding on campus rule. There he went, Yun doing his "thing" by skateboarding on the campus. His brown eyes traced the school in boredom. Just the sight of school made Yun yawn. The entire concept of education at a public school made Yun so sleepy. He watched as students went in and out of the glass doors, walked and talked with each other, and...

Hmm? Yun thought to himself as his eyes landed on a young girl, who appeared to be five foot even with short black hair and brown eyes. The girl was wearing the girls school uniform as well. She was looking down at what appeared to be the map of the campus. Yun had never seen the girl before. The school wasn't small nor was it over populated, but Yun would have remembered seeing such a...cute girl at his school.

Yun continued to stare at the girl in question. He let his skateboard roll onto campus without regard of where it was going. BANG! Yun crashed into the last person he wanted to see, which was in fact a councilor who went by the title of "Ms. Cheung." Ms. Cheung was a woman in her late fifties who always wore her hair up and could be found smoking on her lunch break. She could also be seen giving many citation to students who broke school regulations. She definitely took the rules seriously.

"Mr. Lee..." Her low, raspy voice grumbled; obviously not happy to see Yun.

"Yeah, yeah, another citation-"

"No, Mr. Lee. See me in my office, now," Ms. Cheung said quite harshly.

Yun gulped nervously then spattered out a quite, "yes ma'am." Yun ten groaned internally. Well, crap, now I'm gonna get suspended...aren't I? The Chinese fighter then made his way to Ms. Cheung's office with such internal sorrow. He slipped his skateboard into his backpack then sat awkwardly in one of the desks that was across from Ms. Cheung's desk. He started to tap his foot nervously at the ground the bit his nail. Yun wasn't concerned about being suspended himself, he just knew his uncles were going to take away a lot of privileges if they found out.

Ms. Cheung finally entered her office then sat down grimly in her desk chair without even looking at Yun. "Mr. Lee..." she started slowly. "I've brought you into my office today..."

Here it comes...

"To talk about your grades..."

"What? Huh?! You're not suspending me or anything for bumping into you?"

"No, that was merely an accident. But I do want to remind you that skateboarding is not tolerated on campus," Ms. Cheung informed Yun. "Your teachers have informed me that you've been...slacking in your grades lately. I'm telling you now, that is not good. This will be your first warning. If you can't get your grades up by the end of the year, then you will have to be held back another year."

Yun complained internally. Damn, that means I'll be stuck with an annoying tutor...

"But don't worry. I've signed you up to be tutored every Monday after school in the study hall. Your tutor will help you with any subject you need help with."

And there it is...

Ms. Cheung then gave out a raspy sigh. "You're dismissed. Get to homeroom," she commanded lowly.

With that said, Yun stood up and turned to leave for his homeroom. Man, this sucks on ice... he thought to himself as his feet carried him to his homeroom in disappointment. Tch, I'm probably gonna get a fatass tutor that puts me to sleep. Lost in his thoughts, Yun finally made it to his homeroom, and on time! He found his desk in the back then sat down. He turned to his left to look out the window to see the city of Hong Kong standing bluntly in the morning fog that seeped through overtime.

The passing period bell finally rang. The homeroom students found their seats. They chatted to the people who sat by them, probably talking about some test coming up or the latest break up at school.

"Did you see that new girl?" One of the students asked her friend.

Yun's ears perked at their conversation.

"I think I saw her...isn't she the foreign exchange student from Singapore? I heard she's extremely smart with an IQ of 149!"

Singapore...?

The class fell silent when the teacher came in. "Okay, students..." the teacher sighed. "We have a new student today...she is the foreign exchange from Singapore who will be here until the end of the year. She's probably a bit discombobulated, so she might be running a bit-" The teacher was cut off by the sound of the door opening. In came the girl that Yun was distracted by!

"Oh, I apologize if I'm running late! I had to see Ms. Cheung in the office," The girl said to the teacher.

"That's quite alright," the teacher assured the girl. "Class, this is our foreign exchange student. Please, why don't you introduce yourself?"

Yun's eyes locked on the girl's in interest. It's that girl from this morning!

The girl gave the class a shy smile then began to write her name in Chinese characters on the white-board, then the English translation underneath it.

"Ni Hao, my name is Khaiesha Chung Wong. I am from Singapore as the foreign exchange student." Khaiesha then bowed toward the class with her hands folded. "Pleased to meet you," she said the brought her body up; her bangs moving with her motions.

Then, Yun felt his heart race at a thousand miles per minute. There was this strange, new feeling coiled around his heart and squeezed ever so harshly. The Chinese boxer couldn't stop staring! She was so beautiful. God, it felt like Yun was dying his heart was racing so quickly! Yun had never felt the feeling in his life. Was he having a heart attack?! Did he have some sort of disease his uncles never told him about?! What the heck was going on? This girl...Khaiesha...she was perfect. Yun felt like there was a spotlight only on her and him. The rest of the room went dark; he could only see her. Yun felt blood rush to his face as he stared at the new girl in amazement. Yun could already tell she was a great person. He covered his face with his hand then slipped down into his seat with embarrassment. She's so cute...she's so perfect Yun thought to himself as he looked up at Khaiesha as his heart finally slowed down decently.

Things were going to get a whole lot more interesting in Yun's life.