BORUTO'S POV

Making me sit beside that girl with spectacles was probably the worst punishment I could get. Not only because I was away from my best friends: Shikadai and Mitsuki, but also because it was the very first bench.

I don't even know how kids manage to sit on the first bench with all that spit of teachers' flying right on their faces.

There was no window from which I could look out unnoticed thinking about weird ways to prank students and teachers.

In fact, there was nothing here except the girl with thick, red spectacles who never changed even a smallest, tinniest line on her face.

The lectures began and I didn't really pay attention (like always), most of the time I just pretended to listen to my teachers when I was actually thinking about stuff.

One thing which I noticed, was that the girl with spectacles- who was sitting beside me didn't say even a single word. All she did was scribble some 'important' words in her notebook.

She was definitely an organised person, from her notes to her clothing: everything was neatly done.

From the corner of my eye, I kept observing her; because honestly- I'll rather stare at a person sitting beside me than a middle aged dude from this really weird angle- exposing nothing but his double chin.

To add things up, the kids sitting in the row beside mine- which was separated by a good distance of about five feet (I'm glad) were hella weird. Like, this guy is doing nothing else but picking his nose and throwing that shit to his bench mate. I know. Disgusting.

Which is why I'm more than satisfied with the distance between us, but at the same time I've got absolutely nothing to do than stare without getting noticed at the girl with spectacles.

Her jet black shoulder length hair secured only with a single red bobby pin behind her ear- fell about her face with them shining: turning completely white at certain angles where light fell brightly- providing a great contrast to her pale complexion.

Her blazer was cleanly ironed with the NU High's logo embroidered on the right with her blue, knee length checkered skirt which matched her white ankle length socks. She even had her black shoes polished and tied neatly with the giant red ribbon resting around her neck which was tied to absolute perfection, unlike my tie which was just... let me not think about that; after all I don't know how to tie it at first place.

She was nothing like me, and I knew we wouldn't get along since we were practically like North and South poles of a magnet. But hey? Don't opposite poles attract each other?

Shit, what the hell is happening to me? Did I just relate our friendship to physics? Curse this seat. It's clearly doing weird things to me.

Well, I don't think it's nice of me to judge her simply by the little conversation we had earlier today or by her overall actions. She could be my great friend in the near future considering that I'm forced to sit here.

But then I realised something which I should have realised earlier,

I didn't even know her name!!

It's weird how I addressed to her as 'the girl with spectacles' till now. Not that I've had a 'conversation' with her. So- I patiently waited for the class to get over, I could have asked her during the lecture her name; but since I was sitting right on the first bench, I'm sure that I would have been caught.

I purely, truly, honestly, genuinely, despise this seat.

It was Anko sensei's lecture, we both knew each other very well since she was my parents' teacher or someone really close I believe. She was always extremely sweet and kind; and whenever I'm with her- the only thing that I end up eating are dumplings (forcefully). She has some weird obsession with them, I don't know.

The moment she noticed me, she addressed to me as 'Young Uzumaki'.

There was nothing unusual about that, but when she called me that in front of the entire class, everyone knew that I was the son of the NU's owner.

This was the last thing I wanted in N.U. People judging me because of my father. I heard whispers and felt a zillion eyes staring at me and giving me dirty looks.

I hated every bit of this.

Suddenly the atmosphere had turned all gloomy for me, every single unfamiliar face was judging me. This was my first day? I closed my eyes tight, with my head lowered- hoping to get up from this nightmare. But no, this was reality.

The whispers got louder, to the point where it seemed as if everyone was trying to make me listen to their talks.

Although I don't pay attention in class, I make sure to study well on my own and get a good percentage. That's how I got into N.U at first place, it had absolutely nothing to do with my father being the owner.

But people fail to understand this, and think of me as nothing but a useless prankster always goofing around during the lectures and miraculously scoring marks because of my father's position and power.

With my head still lowered and this tension all around me- I watched my wristwatch the entire time, just seeing the second hand move at probably the slowest speed since the period seemed never ending.

I wanted to run away from these people, I just couldn't take the stares and whispers any longer. But just a little bit more...I had to somehow endure this until lunchtime.

I helplessly shoved my fingers into my ears, trying my best as I put my head down onto the desk trying to ignore everything and everybody around me.

Finally God answered my prayers and the bell rung.

After Anko sensei had left, I tried to get my mind off everything and turned around to the girl with spectacles and asked,

"Hey! I'm Boruto! Let's be friends, we'll have lunch together with Mitsuki and Shikadai!", I said- pointing towards Shikadai and Mitsuki who were seated in the corner: as I raised my other hand expecting her to shake it and accept my offer.

But this girl is seriously next to impossible, instead of acting like a normal person, she narrowed her black, dark eyes- while maintaining her poker face as she let go of her pencil and pushed back her red glasses up her nose bridge with her index finger- giving me a serious expression followed by a sigh.

"I don't need friends."

That was the first time I heard her voice.

Her voice was cold at the same time really soft, not gonna lie, I loved the way it sounded. It was... different. It definitely suited her perfectly.

But those weren't the words which I was expecting. I was confused, astonished and hurt at the same time, I always wanted close friends. That was my goal of this High school year to begin with. It was a different story that no matter how I behaved with people, they always thought that I was using them or had a superiority complex.

I clenched a fist with the hand which I had stretched out for her to shake as I stood up from my seat keeping my gaze down out of disappointment. I hated when people rejected me as a friend, it honestly hurt.

"If you happen to change your mind then you could let me know." I grabbed one out of the many pieces of papers with my phone number written on from my trousers' pockets and placed it on her desk.

I kept these papers with me all the time, since I wanted to be connected with people whom I met. Its something which I always did since middle school, but only a few people stayed by my side.

"I won't need this." she held out the piece of paper which I had kept on her desk expecting me to take it back.

I didn't want to respond. For some unknown reason I thought that she might be different from other people, but now that she knew that I was the son of the N.U's owner because of Anko sensei, she probably has started hating me just like everyone else in the classroom.

She never liked me to begin with. She gave me those significant glares after I sighed seeing her study. In fact, no one liked me...since the time I pranked Namida everyone thought of me as nothing but an annoyance. And now that everyone knows that I'm the son of the N.U's owner, people hate me even more.

I've never felt like this before. I don't like this...

I quietly walked towards the last bench- to Shikadai and Mitsuki with my bangs covering my lowered, sad face. I left the girl's statement unanswered since it hurt to convince her to keep my number. All I wanted were some friends.

Mitsuki gave me his classic smile, which silently said 'don't worry'. He obviously realised how I felt. In fact, he always understands everything before I could even let him know about my feelings.

Shikadai shoved his hands into his trousers' pockets and said, "I know it's a drag, but I'm sure that everyone would understand soon."

The way my friends responded without even me telling them how I felt, made my heart melt. I wanted to cry hard on their shoulders- but it was embarrassing, so I just gave my friends a warm hug and cracked a huge, bright smile on my face.

Before I could realise, the lunch break was already over. I waved them a dramatic goodbye as if I was going on the other side of the world (which it honestly was) and sat back on my new seat. I truly, genuinely, purely, honestly despised this seat. (I'm saying this again because it's just the saddest truth)

I was feeling much better after talking to Shikadai and Mitsuki though.

I didn't bother to start a conversation with the girl with spectacles and neither did she. I don't even know whether she kept my number, she probably threw it in the trash can; which is honestly expected. But I really hoped that at least she would be my friend in the entire class since she didn't seem to care about...pretty much anything; which includes my dad being the owner of N.U. But I guess it does matter to her in the end.

The entire day went on smoothly and before I had realised, my very first day of High School had come to an end.

I wasn't really introduced to anyone 'new' except for Namida who was the girl whom I pranked earlier today. In fact, we didn't even talk, so I cannot classify it as an 'introduction'. I just happened to see her name on her notebook.

I even kinda talked to the girl with spectacles, it wasn't a pleasant one though and I hated the way she rejected my friendship without even giving me a chance and...I still don't know her name.

Me and my two best friends left our prestigious High School and I was more than delighted because they decided to treat me to make my mood better.

To be honest I don't even need a lot of friends when I have such wonderful people around me. All I wanted was people to stop judging me based on my father.

We had some amazing BBQ at a BBQ restaurant which Shikadai often visited because of Chocho being in his group during middle school. Chocho was naturally an amazing friend of mine as well but we don't talk that often since she is always at various restaurants trying out different food items.

It was around 7 when the sun had set and I parted from them as I walked towards the railway station. Shikadai and Mitsuki didn't live very far away from the restaurant unlike me, so I had to be the one leaving alone.

I hopped inside the train only to see a familiar face... it was 'the girl with spectacles' who was not to my surprise reading a book. Out of all the seven billion people living helplessly on this shitty planet, why her?

I didn't want to talk to her since she had already declined my friendship, and at the end of the day I had no right to forcefully be her friend. So I decided to not bring about a conversation and just have a seat.

She probably noticed me and looked at me narrowing her eyes as she adjusted her red spectacles by sliding them back into their position via her index finger.

"Why are you following me?"

I was confused at the same time shocked. Why is this girl so goddamn weird?

"What do you mean?! I'm on my way to my home! It's not my fault that you are here!"

"At this hour? School got over long ago."

She seriously was very suspicious, and she wasn't even joking. She had that typical serious look on her face which never really changed. I don't even understand why I need to explain her everything. At this point I was slightly embarrassed because she mistook me for a stalker.

"I was out with my friends at BBQ"

She didn't say anything after that, not even an 'okay' in fact, she didn't even nod. All she did was that she looked down and started once again flipping the pages of her textbook.

I guess she was probably at the N.U library reading books till now which is why she got late. I didn't ask her though since I anyways didn't want to have a conversation with her, she forced me into one earlier which was quite necessary for me to answer. I mean... I cannot simply let her assume me to be her goddamn stalker!

It didn't take long for my stop to arrive as I got up from my seat, but even before me getting up, the girl with spectacles was already standing in front of the door which was about to slide open after that silly, repetitive announcement. We lived in the same area I guess.

I was not following her!! I swear!!

I left the train station and started walking towards my home. It was a full moon and stars twinkled brightly as I walked on the silent street of Konoha with streetlights lit dimly.

I wouldn't say that there was no one on these streets, because the girl with spectacles was walking right in front of me. I hate to admit, but I actually do look like a stalker; after all I've been 'following' her since I pretty much boarded the train. But it's seriously not my fault, I don't want to follow her! It's just that she is heading in the direction of my home!

I let out a sigh which she once again noticed and stopped walking as she swiftly turned around to only see me all embarrassed. Awkward.

"I...I swear I'm not following you!"

I really don't know why I was acting all weird and creeped out. I guess because she referred to me as a stalker earlier in the train. I wanted my statement to be clear and leave no misunderstanding so I spat it out anyways.

"I never asked for an explanation."

I swear, she had the same expression which never really changed ever! The only moment on her entire face included the opening of her mouth to insult me or the narrowing of her eyes to look at me with suspicion.

That's all.

"I just thought that... umm... you might once again call me a stalker! So that's why I cleared everything!"

I tried to justify my actions but I honestly don't know what she was thinking about me, it was so difficult and next to impossible to read her since she showed absolutely no change in expression.

She turned around, once again her back facing me and started walking.

The more steps she took, the more was my anxiety growing. I'm not following her!

It was getting darker as the girl with spectacles made her way slowly yet swiftly on the silent street, with her still reading her goddamn book.

I really wanted to break the awkward silence but at the same time didn't want to have a conversation with her. To make situations worse, I did have a thought at the back of my head screaming that I was a stalker. Which I honestly wasn't. That's just where my home is! I cannot help if she is walking in the same direction!

I ran my hand through my golden, shabby hair with my unzipped backpack hanging off my one shoulder and with my blazer tied around my waist as I had my other sweaty hand in my trousers' pocket- awkward staring at her back practically praying for her to change her direction or for some random dude to just hop in and walk with us to make this tension negligible.

Okay, this silence was killing me. I just had to start a conversation.

I increased my speed; my footsteps getting faster than hers- as I got closer to her. In a matter of seconds I soon stood beside her on the quite, dark street as our footsteps synced with each other's for the very first time.

She surprisingly didn't ask me why I decided to walk with her, she didn't seem to mind I guess. But I couldn't really tell, not only because there was never a change in her expression, but even if there was, I wouldn't have noticed it since it was extremely dark and the dim streetlights of Konoha didn't help at all.

But since I had ran and chose to walk beside her, I did need a solid reason to be doing so. I needed to start a conversation, let it be as weird or pathetic as possible- I just had to.

I gathered all my courage, managing to barely open my mouth and in a awkward, silent way said, "Hi".

AUTHOR'S NOTE

Thank you so much for reading! I forgot to mention, I would be leaving you guys on cliffhangers at the end of each chapter. I'm a cruel potato heh!

Now, isn't Boruto the most adorable sixteen year old kid you'll find? He's so shy here, I cannot even ahh!

But, hey?

He is shy in the series as well if y'all notice, just his this side is sorta unexplored in both- the anime as well as the manga, which is why I decided to highlight it hehe!