Chapter 1

You nervously clutched your backpack, waiting for the car to come to a complete stop. A new school in a foreign country. Foreign to you at least since you had no memory of the place. "Have a good day Miss." Manuel bid you as he held the door open for you. You gave him a nod acting all tough and cool, telling him that everything was alright so he may take his leave. He smiled at you gently, his eyes crinkled on the sides. He extended a hand and handed you a traditional Japanese charm and pat your shoulder lightly. Manuel whose been with you since you were born and has been a father figure, butler and counselor knew you all too well. He knew that beneath your tough exterior lies a gentle and innocent child.

"Thank you." You muttered, embarrassed.

"Do well, miss [first-name]" he told you, getting inside the car again and drove off.

You swallowed hard staring at your new school, the words "Shutokou High School" written in silver plating hang proudly on the entrance gates. You walked briskly with your head held high. Acting calm and collected was one of your special skills. Although deep inside you were cowering, you still managed to put on a tough front. You continued walking through the corridors with much pride earning a good crowd turning your way.

'Darn it, where is it?' You mentally asked yourself, looking around as nonchalantly as you could.

You were lost and you knew it. You could always ask for directions but is to stubborn to do so. Sighing in defeat, you sat on the top of a staircase leading to the second floor. You pulled out your phone from you pocket to check the time "9:30" it read on the screen. you gave out a heavy sigh, first day of school and you were already late.

"Excuse me."

You literally jumped off from your seat as you became aware of the presence of another. Stacks of paper scattered around the area as you clashed with someone. "S-sorry!" You cried out realizing that it was your fault. You helped pick up the pieces of paper and miserably growl under your breath. Things aren't just going your way. After you've collected everything, you handed them back.

"Again, I'm really sorry. W-well you shouldn't have startled me in the first place!" You apologized half-heartedly, embarrassed that you were such a klutz.

"Hmph. Then mind where you're-" the boy stopped midway. His emerald eyes widened in disbelief as if he's seen a ghost. "[First-name]?" He muttered.

"Huh?" You gasped. "H-how did you know my name?!" You pointed an accusing finger at him, concluding that he was a stalker of some sort.

He looked at you, suprised by your sudden outburst. He felt his heart sank. You didn't remember him. Midorima held his head down, speculating that the rumors from 2 years ago were true. 'She doesn't remember anything... she doesn't remember me.'

"I.. I... am a fan of your work." He stuttered, making up an excuse.

You felt your face heat up. What the hell did I just do?! He was just a fan! "O-oh.." you scratched the side of your cheek with a finger "T-thank you."

To make things clearer, you were not just a piano-playing type of girl. Heck you were a prodigy and has launched numerous albums and perfomed on-stage concerts around the world way back in middle school. You were at the height of your career when the 'accident' happened.

"Umm... I'm already running late so it was nice to meet you." you tried to escape.

"Midorima. Shintarou."

You arched an eyebrow.

"My name." He told you, hoping that it may somehow spark a memory.

You gaped an 'O'. He was introducing himself. Minding your manners, you extended him a hand and stood up straight "It was very nice to meet you Midorima-kun." You smiled at him politely. Midorima took your hand in his and shook it carefully. It was like meeting a complete stranger. He gripped your hand tighter, tempted to pull you into a hug. You flushed slightly, realizing that a good thrity seconds has passed and he still hasn't let go. You gently pulled your hand from him and gave him an awkward laugh. "Best be going along." You told him and turned around in your heels.

"... you're lost." You heard him say without a trace of humor.

You puffed your cheeks and turned to face him again "No. I'm not." You lied to him snobbishly.

You saw a slight glint in his eyes for a brief second before he crossed his arms and looked at you directly without saying anything. You felt your stomach churn under his gaze. Finally you sighed and gave him a nod. Midorima shook his head slightly and slowly made his way towards you "Baka." He muttered under his breath. 'Her memories may be gone but she's still the same idiot' The green-haired teenager thought to himself.

"What class are you in?" He inquired.

"Oh! Umm.. 1-1." You quickly told him.

"Hmph. Follow me."

Submitting to others is not really your cup of tea, but there you were.. following Midorima around like a lost puppy. 'He's really tall..' you noted. You kept staring at his features, his dark green hair tousled into a messy do and some bandages are wrapped around his slender fingers. Even with his uniform on, you can still clearly see his muscular built.

His head turns slightly to you and raised an eyebrow. "What?" He demanded.

You stitched your hands together "I wasn't staring or anything like that... baka." You hissed at him.

A playful smile begins to tug on the corner of his lips "Whatever." He retorted returning his gaze infront.

"Here's your classroom." He announced as he stopped in his tracks.

"T-thanks." You almost whispered.

"Next time, just ask for directions." He scolded you and slid the door open. He walked inside calmly and began talking to the teacher. "Sensei, there's a student outside." Midorima informed her then glanced back at you.

You felt a lump forming in your throat. "Oh! The new student!" The teacher perked up upon seeing your face. "Come in! Come in!" She motioned you. Well at least she doesn't seem to be upset of you being late the first day. "Class, this [Last-name] [First-name]." She announced.

You settled both your hands to the side and bowed politely "It's nice to meet you all." You managed to say the words without staggering.

"Wow. She's pretty!"

"Hey isn't she the famous pianist?"

"Yes! She is! I heard that she'd be staying in Japan but I didn't expect her to be our classmate!"

The excitement of the class was barely hard to manage. "[Last name]-chan, you may seat infront of Midorima-kun." The teacher told you rather loudly to over come the noise.

"Midorima?" You repeated.

"He's the one sitting at the back by the window." The teacher told you.

You gave her a nod and started walking towards your seat, a few people still chattering about you. You pulled the chair with ease and slid in gracefully. The teacher continued with her lecture (which was briefly interrupted when you showed up). She seems so absorbed in her own little world that she doesn't really notice the lack of participation and attention of1 the class.

You sighed and decided it was safe to talk "You didn't tell me we were in the same class." You whispered to Midorima behind you.

"You didn't ask." He simply answered adjusting his glasses.

You sighed at how hard it was to keep a decent conversation with him "Anyway, thanks for showing me the way." You told him genuinely and gave a cheeky grin.

Midorima's face flushed slightly. He looked away and held his face in his hand. "Whatever."

"Alright. Alright. Mr. Grumpy pants." You settled back into your chair briefly before you glanced at him again, unable to hold the urge. "Know what? You should really work on your people skills." You mocked him.

Midorima raised an eyebrow, his face a mix of amusement and irritation. "Hmph. So should you." He retorted. 'This sounds familiar. ' he commented to himself. Unknowingly to you, you had said the exact same thing the first time you met him when you were kids. Midorima couldn't help but smirk.

"What's so funny?" You puffed your cheeks.

"Nothing." He stated plainly, getting back to his usual self.

"Hmph. Well-" You were about to end your conversation with him when something caught your eyes.

"Woah. What a coincidence! I have the same mr. Froggy at home." You pointed out towards the cute little statue on his desk.

Midorima's eyes widen. " R-really now." the thought not really surprising since he was the one who gave it to you in the first place.

"Ehh~ So you're into these stuff as well." You thought out loud, unware that the one whom you're conversing with had his mind already drifting to the 'good old days'.

'Today's lucky item...' he slightly smiled at the idea. His gaze now fixated on you, not really listening to all your yabberring about your animal collection and the likes.

'Very lucky indeed.'