Hi guys! It's been a while... Med School killed my free time. But I'll give my best to continue updating as soon as possible. :) This chapter will be short, but the next chapter is already up for reading. :) Thanks to the people who followed & favorited this story! Enjoy!

Natsu's POV

My body is sore and my right side aches from the beating I received earlier, but who cares right? I have to get to my class before first period starts. Ignoring my body's plea to rest, I numbly walk to the University's main building.

I probably look chaotic, judging by the stares I'm earning from the university students.

This made me bow my head, hoping that they'll look past me. Unfortunately, with my current appearance and ever-presentable pink hair, to be ignored is too much to request. I hear the whispers each student releases as I pass by, most are only pure gossip. Turning a deaf ear to my surroundings, I began to recall the places I was hit at this morning.

"I have a bruise on the left jaw, a cut on the lip and my right is really aching bad, which means that bruising in that area is also present." I count. "Oh well, I've had worse experiences." appeasing myself.

Entering the giant entrance doors of the main building, I collide with someone, thus sending a wave of pain throughout my body.

"Shit!" I exclaim, holding back the tears that threatens to fall. Out of anger, I rebuke the person foolish enough to be unobservant of their surroundings to see a wounded being.

"Watch it stupid head?! Can't you see I'm-"

Seeing the person I encountered, I bite my tongue to keep the ranting from flowing any further.

She might have been shocked at my outburst, because as soon as I lay my eyes on her, her head falls low.

"I'm sorry…" she apologizes in a tiny voice. "I'm truly sorry mister… I- I didn't mean to hurt you…" she continue, raising up her head just enough to take a quick look at my face. My eyes widens at seeing her face, worry and fear evident in her gaze, but what appalls me is the speck of shame, hiding behind those hazelnut doll eyes.

Now feeling terrible at the words I've said, I simply nod my head at her apologies.

"It's Okay… Don't mind it." I say, rubbing the back of my head. Clutching her books tighter and bowing a full ninety degrees, she flees the scene.

"Who the hell was that? Blonde hair, brown eyes." My mind began to analyze. Unable to come up with any answers, I shake off the mystery. "Well why should I care?"

Gray's POV

"Damn that metal face! Did he fuck up again?!" I cry out in surprise, after hearing the AP summon his name to visit the Guidance Counselor's Office.

With him taking up Mechanical Engineering, and me Chemical Engineering, we rarely have classes together. I left earlier than him, because I know he will oversleep and miss the assembly, but I never thought that he would get in trouble along the way. The announcement keeps on bugging me so, I stand up from my chair, aiming to leave the classroom and meet this foolish friend of mine, but before I can take my exit, the professor comes in with a pink haired dude in tow.

"Pink hair?" I stare at him for a brief second, contemplating the odd hair color.

"Good Morning class." The professor greets.

"I'll worry about Gajeel later." My mind decides, taking a seat.

"This morning had been an exciting day for our school. To those of you who had attended the Assembly, the school administration are more than welcome to have you and we will generously grant you additional points in our preliminary exams. But to those who have missed it, well, I just hope you were not involve in the fight that took place at the men's dormitory earlier today." He finishes with a cough, and then proceeds to write something on the board.

"A Fight huh? I just hope screw brain isn't involve with that one… considering his status… it's a shock this school even agreed to let him to enroll." I cringe at the thought.

Yep, that Gajeel is no ordinary enrollee. I don't know what the head minister is thinking for agreeing to accept him, but I for one am more than grateful they did. We both thought I was the only one entering this school, because of two reasons:

One, from the two of us, I was the sincere being who honestly applied for this school. Heck that guy didn't even plan for his future until a year ago when I gave him the talk.

Two, I possess a clean record compared to his. Though my brother thinks otherwise. When I say record, I do mean police or government record. That Gajeel was known as a murderer in his hometown. Why you ask? Well, it's his story to tell.

I hear a soft snore from the desk infront of me, and I almost blurt out a laugh. That pink haired kid is sleeping on the 1st subject of the day! How dumb is that? I smirk at the scene. Oh, whom am I to judge, I didn't even notice him seating there because of my daydreaming.

"Excuse me, sir! Your name please?" the professor asks, pointing at me.

Apparently, they were up and reciting their names, but I was too out of it to notice. Some of the students snicker at my cluelessness, but manning up to my situation, I introduce myself in a confident voice.

"Fullbuster, Gray, 18 years old." I declare, then quickly seats down.

"Thank you." The professor replies, "next" he announces.

"Ughh… Dragneel, Natsu, 18 years old." The pink haired boy answers, yawning in the process. The class laughs at his antics, and the professor seems annoyed. But this pink haired guy ignored them all. He seats back in his desk, resuming once again his sleeping position.

"Dragneel, Natsu." I murmur. That name sounds oddly familiar.

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