A/N: Normally, I don't update as frequently as this. So... it might be a little bit until the next chapter. I like to wait for reviews, so... yeah. I guess if you want it sooner, review. That's how I base my updates. Enjoy!

Chapter 2

Ah, the wonders of college. Much, much better than High School ever was. The fresh scent, the new dorm, the new people and campus, the will to suceed. It was all so amazing! And the fact that I was in accepted into Tokyo University made college even better!

I looked around the large campus, savoring the moment, taking it all in. I took a deap breath of Autum air, then headed over to the information booth. There wasn't much of a line, but it was enough to make it obvious that I was a simple small town girl and almost everyone attending already knew each other. I swallowed my nervous attitude and told the man at the booth my name. A few people around me stared, a bit intrigued, a bit confused. They all shrugged and left me alone. I wasn't sure if it was a good thing or bad thing.

"Thank you," I said as the man finally handed me my papers. I turned and walked away, but I must not have been paying attention to where I was going because I bumped into someone. I stumbled and dropped a few of my papers while the other person didn't move at all. I always was a little horrible with balance.

"Sorry," I appologized without looking up at the person. I quickly scooped up my papers and stood to smile and facethe boy I had bumped in to. I froze, noticing something familiar as the student fumbled with his glasses that had almost fallen. I gasped, my mouth falling open.

The blue eyes, which practically seared a hole through my body, grew wide and the student cleared his throat. After that, the normal, blank face that I had always seen walking around the halls returned, and he acted as if nothing had happened. "Excuse me." He turned and began walking away, but I reached out to grab his arm. I ended up grabbing his elbow or something. He really grew a few inches...

"Satoshi?" I asked, not really believing it was true. A tidbit of excitment sparked within me and I grinned. Why the excitement was there in the first place in unbeknownst to me. I guess it was just like seeing an old friend from the past or something. But he wasn't an old friend. Barely a friend at that. And it was only four years... and we had never been very close. And...

I just repeated myself didn't I?

The already stiff posture stiffened again. I ran around so I was looking directly at him. He avoided my gaze, pulling his arm from my grasp. Oh, yeah. It was him. No other human would be that stiff to contact.

"Oh, my God!" I exclaimed, putting a hand on my hip. "How in the world did you end up here? I thought you moved to the States!" He looked at me and I felt my knees go weak... not like that was special or anything. His gaze was always that instense.

"Do I know you?" He asked.

I stared.

He cleared his throat again and brushed by me. "I must be going-"

I found my body reacting before I knew what I was doing. I stepped in front of him and heard myself say, "Oh, no you don't." He raised an eyebrow at me.

Now I knew what I was doing... and I felt awfully stupid for doing it.

"Who do you think you are? We were friends in Middle School! You remember? With Daisuke Niwa and Riku Harada? She was my twin. If you don't remember that, then there's definately something wrong... perhaps amnesia?"

I don't think that he understood my joke. He shook his head. "I'm sorry, but I believe you have the wrong person."

Who the hell do I know that has blue eyes like yours? I almost screamed. But I didn't. I kept my temper beneath me. Because I was not about to shout to the entire campus about his eyes. If I did, everyone would draw the wrong conclusions.

"I'm sorry, but I believe I don't."

He merely shurgged, partially saying that he could care less. "Now, if you'll excuse me-"

I stepped in front of him again. "Hiwatari-kun, come on. This is stupid."

"Who is this guy you keep talking about?" He asked, looking truly confused, and a bit annoyed. I could not stop myself from gawking. The anger and dissapointment were increasing by the second.

"Uh, you are. Have you gotten ill or something?" Now I was the confused one. "You left school as fast as you could for some odd, cosmic reason. Remember?"

There was a hint of emotion in his face for half of a split second, then it all went blank again. "Sorry, but I really must be going." This time, I let him pass by me. I turned and watched as his tall figuire dissapeared in the crowd of students.

I had never heard his voice so monotone before. I mean... I know that this was the tone he had always used whenever he spoke. It was always like that and probably always would be. But... I didn't like it for some reason. Not some special reason, mind you. It was like a pet peeve or something...

"Don't mind him," a girl said from behind me. I turned to look at her. She was probably my height, if not shorter, with short, brown hair pulled back in a pony tail and a compassionate smile that no one had given me except maybe Ritsuko or Riku. "He's just a jerk."

"Huh?" I must have sounded like the dumbest kid alive, with a mental illness and multiple disabilities. I was more than grateful when she just giggled and patted my shoulder. We began walking before I could blink.

"Kazutaka Yitoren. He's a jerk. Ice water for blood. Has no feelings at all." I listened to her, probably more confused than I have ever been in my life. "I went to High School with him for a few years. Didn't talk to anyone. Hardly looked at anyone. He's just a self-centered jerk that doesn't give a shit about what anyone else thinks. And when he did speak, all he did was answer a teacher's question. Or, maybe, if you were lucky, appologize after he bumped into you." She shook her head, disgusted.

"You don't like him, do you?" I asked, sounding more... defeated than surprised.

She laughed wryly. "Not a bit. Never even said sorry when he bumped into me." She then looked at me, as if my IQ had suddenly reached an ultamite high. "I'm surprised he said more than three words to you. How'd you get him to do that?"

I shrugged, chosing not to respond.

"How do you know him? I heard you say from Middle School or something?"

I merely shook my head, giving up on trying to figure things out. "He was just in a few of my classes. Nothing special..." Looking back, I'm really pissed at myself for... missing him so much. Never really thought I did, I just... did. Not like there was anything to miss either.

Did I miss him always being quiet or something? Did I miss his lack of attention towards me when we were 'dating'? Or did I miss it when he would stare at me and make me feel more inferior than dirt? Did I miss it when he would help me, although somewhat relucant, whenever I didn't understand my school work? Or when he would bump into me, repeatedly, after a bad day and say sorry because, although he was incredibly quiet, he was always so polite? Or when he would mask all of his pain so he wouldn't make others feel bad? Or-

"Well, anyway," the girl said with a shrug of one shoulder, interrupting my thoughts. "Just steer clear of him. I'm Izumi Kokomi. I think my friend is your roommate or something..."

"Oh," I said, probably coming to life for the first time since that morning. I brightened a bit. "Ok. I'm Risa Harada."

"Nice to meet you, Harada-chan," She said, shaking my hand with a confident smile. We rounded a corner. "I can call you 'chan' right?"

"Sure," I said, shrugging. "Nice to meet you too, by the way."

Izumi ended up leading me around the University campus. She knew a lot, considering that it was only her second year in college. She told me all of the bad teachers, all of the nice teachers, all of the nice students, a few other mean students, and, at lunch, she showed me the different groups of people.

The Beautifuls, the Athletics, the Cool Nerds, the Dorky Nerds, the Punks and Gothics, and the Losers. I didn't know why the Losers called themselves that because, well... they were all really, really nice people. Plus, Izumi was one of them so... I guess I was automatically in. Surprisingly, it didn't bother me. I know if I was always Miss Popular in High School and Middle School, and this was a little bit of a change for me. But... If being a Loser meant that I was surrounded by the coolest friends alive, then I was fine with that.

I had a good feeling about this year. Despite the minor incident with Satoshi. What a jerk. Not saying hi to me after all these years... not like I expected him to, but the least he could have done was said hi, you know?

But who cares! He changed his name, his identity, his friends (or lack there of)... He could live without me as a friend. I can live without him as a friend. Hear that, Satoshi! I don't need you to be successful in my pursuit of becoming a doctor! So... take that jackass!

A/N: Oo, Risa cursed. (GASP) What has the world come to?