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Chapter 2
Himeko's POV
The ride lasted for about fifteen minutes. As the gates of Namimori Private Institution opened up to let the black BMW in, I could students streaming in from the side gates, squealing with utter delight at the sight of my car. Rolling my eyes at the insane scene I was aware of that would happen daily, I grabbed my bag from the seat across me, ready to walk into school as fast as I could before the other students could pester me with endless questions, gifts, invitations and requests.
The car pulled up in front of the porch. Taking a deep breath, I opened the door and shut it behind me as quickly as I could. Closing my eyes, I hoped that I would reach the rink as soon as possible to relieve me of the stress given by the engagement and my parents. I started my usual speed walk to get away from the other students who had started to surround me the minute I set my foot on the porch. I squeezed my way through the crowd and entered the building that was reserved for only the most privileged students.
The school had ten separate buildings meant for the students. Three of the buildings were specially reserved for my class called the Kugeka. In this class, there are only nine other students studying in it. Our class were the special class that was different from other students. For example, we have a different learning environment from the others. Instead of the normal plastic chairs and tables in an ordinary classroom, our class was furnished with lavish furniture. The tables were made of the best mahogany wood and the chairs were made of the finest cloth and were the softest and most comfortable seats one could imagine.
In addition to the ten of us, there were the "BUTTERFLIES". The "BUTTERFLIES" is a system created to help the current Kugeka students with everything, from schoolwork to personal life. Most of us were heirs to the most important in Japan, thus the "BUTTERFLIES" are to help us to achieve success in our future careers and not let our parents down. Most "BUTTERFLIES" have been with their masters for a long time, like since from their childhood. Therefore, their bond is incredibly strong.
As for me, I had no "BUTTERFLY". I had refused to get one since the day I stepped into school when I was a kid of 6. In my younger days, I had realised that it was completely useless for me to get a "BUTTERFLY" since I knew that no one would ever be able to stand by my side in times of distress. Even my parents could not stay by my side when I needed them most, why would I even trust an outsider to help me?
As I walked through the school building, I could feel the rush of sudden cool air brushing past my skin. The corridors were empty. The other students were most probably in class or playing around in school somewhere. I had better things that I could do then sit around to daydream about. Making a sharp turn at the end of the corridor of the third floor, I pushed the heavy doors open. It was the entrance to my heaven, the ice rink.
The rink was empty. Not a single soul was in sight. Delighted by the fact, I walked over to the rink and changed my shoes to my ice-skating boots. I did some stretching before getting onto the ice for my stress-free skate. Gliding on the ice always took away my problems and worries for the moment and set me free. Skating on ice took away my pain, sorrow and the hollowness I felt in my entire life. I had never depended on anyone before and was never going to in the near future. I have my skating and no one can take that away from me. I made a swift turn and spun 3 times before jumping up into the ait to perform a backward flip. Landing perfectly on one leg, I sighed. This can never go on forever even if I want it to... I am engaged and I have to fix a date to meet my engagement partner soon or else... Dad will just take action...
The bell chimed signalling that there was about 5 minutes before lessons started. I quickly skated to the side and took off my boots at the bench. Keeping them in my shoe bag and tossing it into my locker on the way to class, I couldn't help thinking of skipping class. The first period is just homeroom... it's not important anyway... I'll just skip it... who cares anyway...Dad wouldn't mind it all all…
Making up my mind, I went the school rooftop and opened the door. I was the only one there. I closed the door behind me silently and locked it with a key. Lying down on the marble floor with my head propped against my school bag, I drifted off to sleep.
Shigure's POV
Answering the question of my engagement to my mother was the most challenging task I had done before. Not even Yukina's task could make me panic and sweat like a person whose hormones just went nuts. I had agreed to meet my fiancée at least once before I came to a decision that would change my whole life.
I left my house, exhausted by just the thought of the sudden news announced to me that very morning. I could feel my shoulders weighing me down as though they were carrying twenty sacks of rice each. I sighed as I closed the gate of my house and walked towards my school.
"SHIGURE, WAIT FOR ME!" came a sudden enthusiastic shout from behind. I turned around, knowing the voice belonged to my childhood friend, Mizuno Mami. She was a short girl who had her her blond hair cut into a bob. Her eyes were dark brown and full of energy just like her bubbly personality.
"Shigure, I found a super fun game yesterday."exclaimed Mami as soon as she caught up with me.
"Let me guess, it was so fun that you went to bed late last night." My voice came out surprisingly calm and smooth despite the panic and fear of people finding out about my engagement was haunting me. I refused to let anyone find out about it until I made the decision myself when I meet her.
Mami blushed at my answer and said in her usual childish manner," I may have gotten carried away."
Then, she continued on chatting about the game. Relieved that she did not noticed that anything was amiss, I continued to chat with her and promised to try out the game when I had time which normally I do not have. We continued our conversation all the way till school.
As we approached the school gates, I spotted Himuro Yukina, who I was romantically involved with, at least I think so. She was with her cousin, Shimotsuki Akira. Shimotsuki Akira... Just his name makes my blood boils... He's her cousin how can he be in love with her... Isn't that like incest... or something?
Yukina was as beautiful as always. Her smooth silky dark brown hair tied up in a sleek neat ponytail. Her mesmerising brown eyes hiding behind the thin frames of her spectacle that rested on her small nose. Her lips were pink and longing for me to kiss them till she cried out in pleasure.
Upon approaching the school, I plastered on my famous smile that no one was immune to except Yukina, who looked at me before muttering, "Good morning."
Looking at her, I replied back the same thing and came up with some excuse before running off to some secluded spot so that I would not lose my composure in front of everyone. I leaned against the wall of the school building and sighed. Why was I in such a situation where I have some many worries pooping ou in just one day? Unknowingly, my thoughts drifted of to the fiancée I had never met before. What was she doing right then? Ice-skating? Skipping class? Or playing around with other boys?
Before I knew it I started comparing her to Yukina. Is she a playgirl? After all she is undeniably pretty... but she has the brains to go along with her beauty... She is more beautiful than Yukina in a way...what if she refuses to meet me…would my parents be mad or relief for me? What would I fell then?
Then, I had my doubts about her. But will she make my heart race like Yukina... Or will she not even recognise the real me buried behind the layers of lies and tricks build up to maintain my impeccable character... If she does notice which will most likely be impossible, will she make me happy and forget about Yukina? And what will become of Yukina if I do really become her fiancé?
I leaned against the cool surface of the wall and slowly thought through my options. I could reject her if she was not my type of person. Fate could have brought me and Yukina together...But what about Himeko...Was it pure coincidence our fathers met or was it just fate?
The more I thought, the more frustrated and tired I got. Exhausted by all the thinking done due to my engagement, I decided to skip a lesson and head over to the infirmary to rest for a while before attending lessons as per normal. Lying down on the bed in the infirmary with no teacher or student to bother me, I drifted off to sleep. No one will disturb me.
