This is the first chap of the beginning of a tragic romance. Read on and you will be introduced to many other old and Oc characters.

As she woke up from a dream filled stupor, she sat up in the bed rubbing her eyes

vigorously and yawning. She then sighs dejectedly as she realizes that she won't be able

to go back to sleep. She then peers at the clock. "How troublesome", she mumbles to her

self. "I managed to set my clock then wake up one minute before it rings." As if on cue the

clock begins to ring uncontrollably. "Great how annoying", she sighs. "Now I don't feel like

turning it off." Hmmm...first day of school eh, she thinks to her self. Oh well it just can't

be helped. As she gets up and turns off her annoying alarm clock she starts her slow

morning routine sauntering around her room. Good thing I thought to set my alarm clock

extra early, she smiled to her self admiring her own cleverness, or else this would have

indeed been bothersome. She was also glad that her current roommate had moved out of

their dorm into one of her friends dorms due to the vacancy left by the student whom

couldn't make it for unknown reasons. Whatever the case she had the room to her self.

For some reason girls just seemed to hate her yet she couldn't understand why nor did she

bother trying to…to bothersome, she quickly concluded after fully dressing. She grabbed

her school bag and headed out the door glancing back at her clock that read 6:30 a.m

before locking the door behind her. Classes started at 7:30 a.m. for advanced and 9:00

a.m. for regulars. This gave her enough time to enjoy her walk to the admissions

building. Since coming to the academy was a last minute decision for her, she was the

last one to take the placement exam on the last day they were due at the last minute. She

was almost too late, yet she seemed to make a habit out of making things just in time. She

had to get her schedule and figure out which class she was assigned to thanks to her

procrastinating. As she approached the office door she heard some boy bullying the

admissions assistant who was apparently in charge of handing out student schedules

based on their assessed exam scores. It seems like someone else was late as well she

thought to her self as she over hears the conversation. "There's no class for the elite?",

she heard the boy, who was the bully she guessed, demand incredulously. "Sorry Kuchiki-

kun…", she heard the woman sigh apologetically…"advanced is the only elite class we have."

"Ridiculous!", he replied coldly probably glaring at the woman she presumed. She heard a

slight intake of breath and the woman recoil back. Geesh… what a stiff ass that guy is.

Great now the woman was going to be mad at the world and who was to be her first victim to let out

her frustration on…none other than me, she thought angrily to her self glaring at no one in particular.

…I hate that guy already…he just made things worrisome for me. Just then the boy she was

thinking about swung open the door in a huff almost knocking her down as he glided past her

looking straight ahead as if she wasn't even there. "The HELL!", she spoke through gritted teeth.

What an ass, she ranted letting her temperature rise and veins pop out on her head. Wait

what the hell am I upset for?…I refuse to let a stranger upset my peaceful façade…how inconvenient

when I probably won't see him again, she thought to her self. As she approached the desk she

could see the woman huffing and pouting as she tossed papers around. Damn…she was

in a bad mood as to be expected…curse my luck today…I hope like hell I don't ever run

into that guy again. I probably won't since he's so elite, she thought to her self mocking

him. I know I won't get the same class as him! She did not know how she was going to

eat her words after that as the woman glared at her as soon as she saw her approach.

"Name!", the woman demanded, "you're probably in regulars", she stated sneering.