I peered around the room, looking for any other students or even the sight of my friends, however I was the only one in the room. I was always the first one to school, I am sure it confused the teachers. Why would any other student want to be here this early when they could sleep in? It was all a long story and a constant conflict that I was dealing with by myself. But, being a constant burden to my family, I could not handle their reaction while seeing me still in the house in the early morning.

Besides, sitting in the classroom in the mornings was not as bad as it sounded. I got the peacefulness of quiet and the early morning view of the city from my desk. I wondered if anyone else was looking at the same view in awe like I was. I smiled softly and closing my eyes to my definition of a perfect life. I imagined something that was far away from reality, where my mother would still be alive and happy with my father, just perfectly in love. I imagined me there, happy to see them happy and well, everything that I have always wanted.

My eyes jumped open as the sound of the door being opened and slammed shut, harshly. Before looking at the door, I looked at my watch. It was too early for anyone to even be here yet. I peered up at the boy I never seen before, he must be new.

"First day and I am already dealing with that damn Yuki, always trying to embarrass me," he mumbled underneath his breath. His eyes were closed tightly in frustration, his orange hair perfectly, yet messily shaped on his tan cheek bones. I felt a nervous sensation in my stomach and I quickly looked away as his eyes began to open. "Oh, I did not know anybody else was in here."

I felt myself get heated slightly, "Sorry… I uh… can leave?"

"Why would you do that?" As I looked over at him, I saw a confused look on his face.

"Right, sorry." He groaned as he took a seat near the other side of the room. I must have angered him. I looked back outside, but it was not the same. I did not feel peaceful anymore. I felt a strange sense of nervousness and like if I even moved then he would think I was weird. I felt his eyes burying in my back, yet I wondered if I turned around if he would actually be staring at me.

He said 'Yuki' though with such anger. I felt slightly puzzled by that. Everyone loved Sohma-san, even though Sohma-san did not really associate himself with the rest of the students outside of school. All of the girls found him dreamy and all of the guys found him really cool. I never once heard anything bad about him; it left me wondering why there is was such an issue. I knew that I would never found out, so I tried to ignore it.

I waited for someone else to enter, I prayed for one of my friends to enter. I wanted anybody to help me ease my anxiety. With the luck, the door opens right on time to my two friends, Uo-chan and Hana-chan. They smile as they come up to me. I smile back at them, waving to them. They both look at the boy sitting at the desk with slight interest and confusion.

"Who is the kid?" Uo-chan softly asked at me, but not softly enough as I notice him shift in his chair then looking away. I shrug my shoulders to decline my knowledge. She takes another glance at him, then turning back to me. "How was your weekend, Tohru?"

I smiled at her, "It was really good!"

"That's always good to hear," Hana-chan smiled softly at me.

More people came in to start our school day; I could not help to notice how Sohma-san entered the room. His face filled with supple elegance. He looked over at the boy with the orange hair and I noticed something that I never saw on his face before. It was pure disappointment and anger. However, it quickly changed to a sweet smile as he then took his seat. He looked at me, looking at him. I quickly turned away, wondering if he noticed.

The final bell rang and I sat on my desk, getting my things together before leaving. I was always the first one here, the last one to leave.

"Honda-san, how are you doing?" My eyes began to become wide as I looked quickly up at the purple-haired boy that stood in front of me. He had the loveliest smile spread across his face and I could nearly see the girls from the hallway staring angrily at me.

Jumping out of my seat, I laugh nervously. "I am good, thank you for asking!"

"I just heard what happened. I tried to make it appoint to ask you how you were holding up, sorry for your lost." Sohma-san picked up my books, handing them to me as he then walked out of the classroom with me following him.

"Thank you, things have been good. I have a family who is treating me well throughout it all." I answer back at him.

"That's always go…" His reply trails off as the orange haired boy walks passed him, they interlock in eye contact. It is nothing but unpleasing.

"Is everything okay with you, Sohma-san?"

"Yes, my cousin came to live with us… it has been tough to get used to." He laughed nervously, "We don't exactly get along."

"Oh, I hope it gets better for you both." It was strange having a conversation with Sohma-san, after all of these years, I felt intimidated to even speak to him because he seemed like he would never associated with me. However, there seemed to be a sparkle in his eyes as he talked. I wondered if it was his personality, but it felt nice and for once, I was not nervous while talking to someone new.

"Thank you, Honda-san. I must go now. I hope things continue going well." With that, he turned the opposite direction and walked away.

The girls continue to watch and I hear a sudden gossip, "He only talked to her because of her accident. Everyone knows she is dumb and dull. Yuki-chan just feels pity for a girl like that. He could do so much better, like me." I hoped that I did not embarrass Sohma-san.

"Nobody goes for petty, annoying girls like you," My eyes became wide as I turned around to the orange haired boy.

The girls became furious, "Oh well, you are disagree to the Sohma name, Kyo. You have no class."

He smirked as he walked passed them, he looked up at me slightly only to turn away. I quickly walked away, before someone got angry at me for eavesdropping. Today did not feel ordinary. It felt off and sort of like a dream. I just knew that I will remember Kyo Sohma and the kind act that he just did for me.