It was as it was every morning. She met Katharina at the junction of the streets where their houses were, and they headed towards another day at school. There would be three whole blocks of art to day, and they had vastly different reactions. Katharina, as earlier mentioned, loved anything scientific, and mathematical, which put her at odds with many things, especially art. As such, she was currently wallowing in misery, or as close to that as she was capable of. Therefore, she was muttering long strings of unintelligible curses in German, including exclamations of "Scheiße!" or "Verdammt!" as she trudged sullenly through. (Privately, Chihiro had always been rather amused when her elegant and sophisticated friend was reduced to this over something so trival.) Chihiro, on the other hand, was rather happy, because art was her favourite thing really, and once a week their aesthetic class would allow her to let her imagination run free. "Just wipe that smirk off your face, will you not." Katharina snapped in a heavily accented voice, her foul mood-induced bout of German likely messed up her pronunciation, which was all the more a better opportunity to tease her.
Soon, they were at the lockers in school, dragging out their books for the day, which was thankfully a very small amount because the bell rang. Quickly, Chihiro dashed to the aesthetic classroom, her shoes' heels clicking against the floor in a steady, detached rhythm. Katharina was ahead of her, her longer legs covering a far greater distance than Chihiro, which made the shorter girl grumble. As she wrenched the door handle open, she peaked inside, and sighed in relief that the sensei was not here yet, sparing her a scolding about being late. She plonked down on her seat, with Katharina behind her, and looked attentively at the front, pretending that they had been there for a very long time, and not that they just rushed in as the teacher walked through the front door.
"Good morning class." Her sharp, clipped voice travelled across the room. The class droned back a reply before settling down. Looking at the empty seat beside her, she wondered why the teacher never assigned anyone to seat there. But no matter; nothing could spoil her mood today, not even the resident frown on the teacher's face. She then called out, "Today, we have a new student joining us. I would appreciate of you made him feel welcome." The class then erupted into hissing, no doubt over what he was like. She could hear snatches of conversations, like "What is he like?" and "Oh my god!", and so forth. Chihiro could easily envision Katharina rolling her eyes already, at the sight of everyone working themselves into a mad frenzy when they had not even seen the boy in question.
Then he walked in, with the same balletic ease and haughty air she remembered he possessed, and she would have fainted.
"Good morning, my name is Nigihayami Kohaku Nushi, and I hope that you will take care of me."