Inside, Fuu's stomach felt as if a boxer punched it. Her average breathing became a one huge inhale and her mind fixed on the fact that Mugen was in her class for the rest of the year.

"Miss Fuu," the teacher said as she was looking at Fuu awkwardly, "Please take your seat. We don't have all day."

Fuu shook her head and realized she was in her class. As she hung her head in embarrassment with her cheeks in bright pink, she could hear the class snicker and she walked down the aisle. She could hear Mugen's especially, overpowering everyone else's.

"Where is my seat again?" Fuu asked timidly.

"The only one desk without a person, Miss Fuu." Answered the irritated teacher. "Must I repeat myself?"

"Oh… right, sorry"

Now the laughter grew louder and Fuu's cheeks became a deeper red. Fuu glanced at her desk at the back of the room, right near the corner. Great, she thought.

Walking toward her destination, Fuu peaked at Mugen. She could see him more clearly now, and soon wished she hadn't.

"What the hell are you looking at retard?" snapped Mugen.

Fuu walked faster and didn't say a word. Quickly, she sat in her seat and took out her books. The teacher was continuing on with the lesson.

She sat two seats behind Mugen. Even if it's from behind, it's better than being in front of him and getting glaring looks from his grim eyes. She stared at him from the tip of this head, down to his composure. She knew he couldn't do anything unless he suddenly turned around.

It seems he hadn't had a shower for a while. His hair was a shaggy dark brown, with bits and pieces coming out of here and there. As he scratched his head, she noticed his small wrist with his large hands. Not only does he slouch in his chair but he also puts his feet on the desk! How did he ever get into this school? Fuu demanded an answer.

Before Fuu could finish contemplating, she heard a Ring! Ring! Ring!

"Remember class," noted the teacher, "We have a quiz tomorrow."

The whole class groaned.

Fuu picked up her books and started to head towards the door. She walked pass Mugen with one thought in her mind. Must not be intimidated. Must not be intimidated. As she marched pass Mugen with theses thoughts running through her head, Mugen just gave her a smug smile.

What? That's it? No "retard" or "bitch". Fuu questioned herself and let out a huge sigh of relief. Well thank god!

After two tiring classes after, Fuu went for lunch.

"Damn! I knew I forgot something!" Fuu whispered to herself. She reached into her pocket in hopes of finding some change. Luckily she found some, but it wasn't enough for a proper meal.

1.15$ 1.15$! What can I possibly get with 1.15$? Fuu went to the vending machine. Chocolate. Hmm… Chocolate sounds good.

The cafeteria hustle and bustle crowed around the poor Fuu, she could feel stares darting right through her body. Right there and then, it felt as if she were naked. The uncomfortable stares made Fuu hate this school even more. She hated how they didn't have a uniform for her, so now everyone can tell she's the new student.

Searching for an empty seat, she darted across the cafeteria and found an empty table. Happily she walked towards it, but somebody already sat in on of the seats. Oh! Well, Mine as well try to make some friends. Thought Fuu.

"Hi!" Fuu tried to sound pleasant, "Is anyone sitting here?"

The guy just looked up, fixed his glasses with an expressionless face and continued on with his meal.

I guess not. Fuu rolled her eyes. She sat down and munched on her so-called-meal. For thirty minutes she nibbled on that chocolate bar.

"That's unhealthy you know."

Fuu jumped at this sudden speech. "What?" Fuu looked at the guy with glasses.

"I'm sure you heard me perfectly clear. Your meal, very unhealthy." His toned changed into an irritated mumble. "Here."

The guy with glasses handed her a perfectly red apple. With that, the bell had rung once again. Ring! Ring! Ring!

"Tha-thank you", Fuu uttered in happiness. "Oh! And by the way, my name's Fuu"

The guy with glasses responded back, "Jin." Then stood up, and walked away.

With great astonishment, Fuu curled up in her chair holding her apple, and held her face down to cover her blushing. I guess, thought she, I guess this school isn't so bad after all.