Chapter 1: Gloves
Rain poured down heavily on the streets of Japan, dark clouds draping over the sky; sudden flashes of lightning followed by deep rumbles of thunder carrying bitter wind erupted in the sky signifying a big storm. Only she ever wondered how farmers coped in this weather.
Misaki Ayuzawa removes her headphones and quickly leaves the bus thanking the bus driver on her way out, she promptly moves out of the way of the students flooding out of the bus behind her. Misaki looks up at the university and smiles, students and professors alike wandered around campus either having hushed or loud conversations. Her hands starts to sting, again. She fiddles with her Black, silk gloves and picks at the plastic jewels trying to numb the pain and much to her dejected surprise the pain doesn't subside.
"Watch out!" A voice calls out before stumbling out of the bus and directly into Misaki knocking her to the ground, this small girl looks up at Misaki with fear imbedded in her beautiful Pink orbs. Students around burst into fits of laughter at this obviously timid girl. "I'm s-so sorry. I... they..." Misaki smiles softly down at the girl and helps her up. "I'm Misaki." She says. The girl smiles and takes Misaki's hand. "I'm Sakura!" She exclaims quickly glancing over to the asshole crowd and hides behind Misaki. Misaki looks up at the group of students who tripped the girl over. "You should be ashamed, tripping over a girl like that, who do you think you are?" Her beautiful Amber/Caramel orbs scanned the crowd of guilty faces, but one catches her eye.
A good looking guy standing with his arms folded, his Green pools boring into her own. His Blonde hair glistening with water from the rain, making him look all the more attractive. He didn't look guilty, he looked interested, is eyes kept flicking down to her gloves, his eyes started to smirk but his face held a cold expression. 'What the hell does he want?' Misaki places her arms around Sakura in an attempt to hide her gloved hands. "All of you leave before I do something I regret." Misaki growls, feeling the heat surging up through her hands, her fingertips seething with rage; the now scared crowd nod quickly and leave, but the Blonde haired, mystery boy stays, his expression still the same. "Are you ok Sakura?" She asks, Sakura nods and smiles over to the mystery boy.
"Hi Usui!" She yells, catching the mystery boys' attention. Misaki took this time to examine Sakura.
Sakura was small in height and development. Her large, Pink pigtails tumbled down her shoulder in thick curly clumps, framing her face quite nicely. Her large eyes and short eyelashes accompanied by a thin nose and lips would normally be seen on an elderly woman but on Sakura, they suit her quite well. Sakura fiddled with her cardigan whilst talking to the mystery boy. She wore a Pastel Pink shirt with some Blue denim jeans, some Beige boots and a deep, Red wine cardigan. Misaki sits in a quiet daze unaware of the mystery boy taking an interst in the short tempered girl. He ran his hands through his Blonde hair and gazed at the angel standing before him.
Misaki's Raven hair gracefully fell down just past her shoulders in small layers, framing her well structured face, with high cheekbones a cute button nose and average size lips fitted her face beautifully. And her eyes, oh her eyes. A hypnotizing Caramel with flickers of Gold dotted around the iris. Long eyelashes draping over her eyes. He could stare into them all day. Her outfit constituted of Indigo jeans with a deep Red long-sleeved shirt, long black boots and a Grey beanie. The shirt hugging her growing curves made Usui smirk slightly.
Misaki looked down and picked at her gloves and it didn't go unnoticed by Usui. Heat rose along his right shoulder, like a fire crackling along the skin. "Is your shoulder hurting again Usui?" His High School friend Sakura asks, but he pays no attention, only to Misaki who seemed to be in similar pain too, but he couldn't figure out where. "What are you staring at?" Misaki snaps, the uncomfortable atmosphere making her fidget. Usui smirks at her obvious discomfort. Before the pair can say anything Sakura speaks up, "Misaki where is your room?"
"Floor 12, room 365." Sakura smiles and Usui's smirk just grows wider. "Oh! That's my room. And Usui's. Looks like we're going to be roomies?" Sakura squeals. She grabs Misaki and Usui's hand and drags them into the building. Their eyes meet, Usui looks down at Misaki with a playful look; making Misaki turn away with a Rose colour tinting her cheeks
'This is going to be an unbelievably long ride.'
Hey guys! I tried writing in Third person for this, if you don't like it and you want me to write in 1st or 2nd just let me know. How did I do? 3rd person is pretty difficult for me so I don't know how I did. Any ideas for charcters and/or scenes just let me know by private message or comment. The characters could be you and the scenes could be personal experiences, if I like them I'll add them; if they don't take my fancy I'll tweak it slightly. Thank you for reading and I'll see you guys in the next chapter. Bye!