CHAPTER ONE
It all started during this morning on our last day of class. Everyone keeps talking about that person, the new kid coming in from the middle class. People keep wondering what middle class people in school do and kept whispering to each other about things to do with the new kid when high school entrance ceremony comes in.
I couldn't tell if it was inferiority complex or a god complex to be honest. Did they bother to think maybe the person was here to study and not play games and social climb?
Then again, everyone was about social climbing here. Using each other like they're playing chess with real life situations as their pawns, objectifying feelings and manipulating people to their will. Everyone was averagely good at it.
Not once did I use it on anybody though. The things Uncle Mashiro taught me. The things I learned myself from watching Kyoya-who incidentally-just passed by to talk to the Hitachiin twins.
Maybe the new kid was like them too.
Then again, maybe new kid isn't.
"Hey Masami-san, see you in high school maybe? You're not moving are you?" A kid who's name I couldn't remember asked me. His giant circle glasses covering half of his face and mop-like brown hair faced me.
"Uhh…err..no. I won't be leaving."
"T-that's great Masami-san! At least I know I'll have a friend!"
A friend?
He considers me a friend?
I smile at him widely and nod. "We'll be classmates. I'm sure!"
Three weeks later, said kid who's name I can't remember, leaves for France.
Nice one.
Ass.