Haruka: Sorry for the late update guys, my physics homework has me packed! I swear, physics runs my life now! IT'S EVIL! Well, enjoy!

Chapter Four

Breaking Point

He glanced towards the girl beside him with a worried expression. Ayame Kashino had been dozing off in class for the past week. From time to time, Shinn would find the girl's head dropping towards the direction of the desk, but every time that happens, she would quickly snap her neck back up, as if having had a bucket of cold water dumped on her.

Judging by the dark circles under her eyes, he'd say she hasn't had more than four hours of sleep that day. The reason behind her lack of rest? Easy. Her concert date had been bumped up. With the extra homework that the teachers had been throwing, it really was a miracle that she hasn't passed out yet.

Sighing, he propped his head back down, scrapping notes into his book. It was a free work period after all, so he guessed it was okay for Ayame to catch some rest. Suddenly, he saw a glimpse of red hair by the window, followed by Meyrin's head that popped through the doorway. Shinn raised an eyebrow, wondering what she was doing there.

"Ayame-senpai!" Her small voice called from the door.

He watched as violet orbs opened to the sound of her name. Then, glancing around, as if awakening from a trauma, she looked for the source of the noise. Her eyes widened when her sight landed on the red head. Then quickly grabbing whatever was within arm's length, Ayame rushed out the door.

Shinn listened as her footsteps faded to stillness. Turning back with a frown, he resumed taking notes. He would make a copy for her later, maybe. Ayame had been more than distant towards him since that night. No matter how much thoughts he put into the matter, he was still unable to figure out why she had clung to him like that. But something happened that night, and whatever it was, he could tell it scared her bad.

Suddenly, he felt a shadow tower over him. He looked up and the eyes of the boy ate him whole. Shiro glare down at Shinn with pure hatred. He thought he had survived Athrun's punishment, but no, he just had to get himself into a shit load of trouble with Athrun Junior. Groaning, Shinn sunk his head low, pretending he didn't see the boy, when all of a sudden; a hand thrusted forward and took a hold of Shinn's collar. In another second, he had come so close to Shiro that he could practically smell his breath.

"So you are Shinn Asuka huh?" Shiro examined him, as if he were an alien; then shoved him back down to his seat like a ragged doll. "I really don't see why she picked a low life like you."

Somehow, during the past few weeks, Shinn had vastly approached the title of an item. He was so sick and tired of being pushed around because of his social statues that he was slowly loosing what little control he had over his temper. He glared up at the babbling boy in front of him with disgust. He and Ayame weren't together. So why was Shiro going nuts?

"Better a low life than a phony." Shinn's lips had gotten the best of him. Without thinking about the consequences, he had blurted out whatever was on his mind.

Big mistake. The other boy practically jumped on him when the fight erupted. The classroom was soon filled with chanting of fight-fight-fight. The battle was a blind one as the two threw punches here and there. But Shinn quickly gained the upper hand as he pinned Shiro face down on the ground. Through the meds of this chaos, all failed to notice the stunned Talia-sensei, who had just guided their new classmate through the door.

"Shinn Asuka! Unhand that boy this instant!"

Turning, Shinn found his teacher there with an expression that matched a wild boar's, and knew immediately he had just signed his own death warrant by engaging in that fight. Had he started this whole thing; he would have been expelled. Lucky for him, life wasn't that cruel. But he did just bump his reputation down, if it's even possible for it to go any lower.

"This is a disgrace!" Talia went on, throwing her hands up in frustration. "This kind of behavior is absolutely unacceptable! And to think Higrashi is one of the best schools in Japan! Asuka-san! You of all people should know better!"

Shinn flinched. Talia-sensei rarely ranted on like this. But he supposed it was because of the new student. Glancing towards the boy, his attention was instantly drawn to the color of his hair. He couldn't remember the last time anyone wore such an unnatural shade of green on his head and have it work out along with the rest of his features. The boy must have noticed his stare, because he smiled. Shinn couldn't help but keep his eyes on the new boy. There was something about him that kept the situation at peace.

"Both of you! Principle's office! Now!" Talia barked, snapping Shinn out of his daze.

"Talia-sensei, do you really think that's necessary?" The new student's words shocked even Shinn himself. "From what I've heard, fighting is no longer a crime in Higrashi." He poked at the faults of the corrupted student body. "Or is this sudden punishment only in effect before my eyes?"

"N-Nicol-san!"

Gasps broke upon the mention of his name. The girls glanced at him with lustful eyes while the boys backed off, knowing it was best not to mess with someone that obviously associates with Athrun Zala. Nicol gave a little smile, stepping in between the stunned teacher and a curious Shinn.

"I'm willing to let this one slide if you are." Nicol went on, his voice was firm, business like. "Besides. Koradji-sama surely does not approve any incident that would move onto his son's permanent record."

Talia flinched. Then, weighing out her options, she decided it was in her best interest to keep a low profile. So she nodded her head at last, a bit on the unwilling side. It was best not to mess with the Koradji family; after all, she intends to keep her job. Shinn glanced at the boy curiously, wondering whom this guy was, for the stranger in front of him had just saved him from a shit load of trouble. Whoever this Nicol character was, Shinn decided he liked the boy.

The scene was quite dramatic when Ayame entered the council chamber. Yzak had Athrun pinned up against a wall while the two exchanged glares. Over to their right, Kira tried to pull the boys off of each other. In the center of the room sat Lacus and Dearka with strained looks on their faces, stressed out. Off in a distant corner sat Rey, quietly observing the situation with a slight frown. The rest of the student council simply ignored the incident, already used to the constant fighting between Athrun and Yzak.

Ayame sighed and plucked herself into the seat next to Dearka's. "What's going on?" She asked, eyeing the arguing teens uneasily.

"Spring trip fiasco." Dearka answered with a raised eyebrow. "Somehow, those two got into an argument. Before we know it, Yzak had Athrun pinned in the usual position."

"Well what's the problem?" Ayame jumped straight to the point, wondering what the trip could have stirred up. "I thought we were already booked for Fujiyama hot springs."

"Cancelled, not enough money." Dearka flipped a few pages in the file that Rey had handed him earlier that day. "Most of the funding had been pulled towards other activities. We are left with half of what we had last year."

By now, Kira had succeeded in breaking the two apart. With some convincing and a whole lotof threats, Athrun and Yzak had finally resumed their seats around the table. The members of the student council sat around, staring at each other dumbly. None could relate to the relatively large amount of money they were to spend. And they sure as hell didn't want to take their chances on planning either.

"How about my family's resort at Mount Hakurai?" All of a sudden, all eyes turned to Lacus. "It's big enough." She commented. "I can make a few calls."

Athrun opposed with a few ideas of his own. His good intensions, however, cause a chain reaction that dragged the whole meeting on for another hour and half. By the end, most agreed that it was a waste of time, since they went with Lacus's family resort anyways. By the time that it was all over, and the details had been gone over, Lacus was the only one emerged victorious while others left with their mouth dried from the amount of arguing they've done.

"Did you see him?" Lacus asked Ayame on her way out. Confused as to whom she was talking about, Ayame simply gave her a blank stare. "You mean you didn't see Nicol? I thought he transferred into your class!"

"No he didn't." She argued. If he had, then why hadn't she seen him?

"Yes I did."

The two girls glanced up to find Nicol there. Ayame's first reaction was to hug him, so she did just that, unaware that a certain ruby-eyed boy was following closely behind. When she did see Shinn, the damage had already been done. Hurt was reflected in the boy's eyes. Although Shinn had been trying to suppress his jealousy, he couldn't help but feel a spark of anger towards the stranger who had saved him earlier that day. When Nicol asked him where Ayame had gone, he had volunteered to take him to her, now he was beginning to regret it.

"Meeting's over Ayame-san?" Shinn asked dryly, not knowing what to say.

"Yea." Came her reply with equal discomfort.

"Let's go get ice cream." Lacus suggested, breaking the tension between the two. "Athrun said he's going to wait for us by the parking lot."

"I think I better leave." Shinn said quickly at the mention of Athrun's name.

"No."

A hand was placed in his, drawing him back. Shinn found Ayame there, looking a bit hurt by his decision. That was enough to stop him from whatever he was planning into staying. Nicol, on the other hand, became aware of the situation at hand. He glanced at Shinn curiously, wondering whom this boy was, and what diplomatic position he holds in this school. If he was no more than a mere student who just happened to landed himself a spot in Higrashi by luck, then why was Ayame holding on to him like he was some kind of rare antidote?

"Why don't you come too Asuka-san?" The question had popped out of Lacus's mouth with a singsong like grace.

Nicol had remembered the glare Shinn had sent Athrun that afternoon when they arrived in the parking lot. It was a good thing that Ayame had already gotten her license, he was pretty sure the two boys would somehow manage to strangle each other if they were to sit in the same car. So there they were, sitting at an ice cream parlor just six blocks down the street; silent with discomfort. Nicol could have sworn Shinn's glare had cut Athrun's life short by a couple of years, but the prince didn't seem to mind at all. In fact, Athrun looked like he was more interested in his ice cream than what Shinn was doing.

What bothered Nicol the most was the fact that Shiro was somehow invited to tag along. He had heard of the boy's reputation before he had even set foot in Higrashi. Shiro would often start fights, hurt people, and end up having his father bail. And since the Koradji family kept a close relationship with Zala Corp, Athrun would often cover for Shiro's butt.

"So Nicol-san, what brings you to Higrashi?" Shiro suddenly directed the question to the new boy, wanting to dig up information on his background, knowing it would be best to find out where this boy stands in social statues.

"Just some unfinished business." Nicol was somewhat reluctant to speak of his intensions. Although it had became quite clear that he came back for a certain someone. "I heard Higrashi offered one of the best music programs in all of Japan, so I thought I give myself a chance." He added hastily when Shiro raised an unconvinced eyebrow.

"I see." Shiro gave a fake smile, pretending to be interested. "So you are into music then?"

"Yes he is." This time, it wasn't Nicol who spoke up, but Ayame. "One of the most talented violinist I've ever known. His music really…" She paused, flashing Nicol a smile. "Touches the soul."

Shinn flinched. Something in his chest jabbed at him. He didn't feel like he belonged here with these people. They were rich, mostly talented, and were from respectable families. Looking back at himself, he realized for the first time that he had pretty much nothing. Although he had kept his head down most of the time, it still didn't stop him from noticing a pair of focused violet eyes on him; he glanced up to find a brunette staring.

Again, an uncomfortable silence shouldered its way into the conversation. Athrun played with his ice cream; Nicol ate away at his chocolate cake, and Lacus was just being, well Lacus. Kira set his drink down, observing Shinn closely, the way a father would observe a future son-in-law.

"What about you Asuka-san? How did you get into Higrashi?" Shiro burst out with silent mockery; he had been holding the question back for a while now.

Shinn sent Shiro a bone-chilling glare, to which the teen returned gladly. "Scholarship." He gave a short reply.

"Does that mean you don't actually belong to any social group? What's your talent anyways? Beat your fellow classmates to a pulp?" Shiro continued on with his rude remarks.

"At least he didn't buy his way in." Ayame snapped. "On the contrary, Shinn is rather similar to Nicol. He plays the cello."

Shinn blinked a couple of times, wondering how Ayame knew. But then again, the four dominating families would have their information fed to them one way or another. Nicol flashed Shinn a smile, in which the boy returned hesitantly. Shiro, however, was going rather red in the face after Ayame's defense.

"Ayame-san, surely you don't expect to compare such a incompetent fool with Nicol-san." He spat each word with venomous jealousy.

"Drop it Shiro."

This time it wasn't Ayame who spoke up, but a rather unexpected foe. Athrun took another sip of his drink calmly, like as if what he said was natural and that he was only defending a friend. Shiro cringed. He could have Shinn out of the picture in a relatively short amount of time if Athrun hadn't spoken up. Now he was beginning to wonder why the prince had bothered to hold his ground against someone so insignificant. Could this Shinn Asuka possible have that much influence over others? A chill went down his back. The rules of the school was beginning to change, and he didn't like it one bit.

"What do you mean he paired up with a Rank B student?" Fllay Allster's demands echoed the studio.

Mia Campbell flinched at her friend's screeching. They were members of the Prince Athrun fan club; anyone standing in their way of getting to Athrun's love would pay dearly. And it just so happens that the news of Athrun's new partner had reached the club president's ear. Fllay clenched at the picture of a blond dancing with her beloved Athrun and nearly hissed at the thought of him with someone else.

"We are going to destroy that freak!" Fllay screamed.

Her followers took a few steps back from her, wanting not to become victim to a very, very, very pissed off president. Fllay pondered back and forth a couple of times, then, a smirk formed on her face. Glancing sideways to Mia, she nodded. Having been her friend for the past five years, Mia immediately caught thy eye; knowing that Fllay had probably cooked up a plan, she too, smiled.

"She'll never know what hit her."

They walked home in silence. That's all Ayame was able to do after the seemingly uncomfortable silence they had engaged in after the whole ice cream fiasco. Shiro had somehow thrown a warm conversation that was suppose to welcome Nicol and Shinn to the group into something unpleasant. Things had turned rather odd when they left the ice cream parlor. Kira had mysteriously lost his car keys when they were about to leave, and insisted that Ayame hand over her own, seeing as though she lived the closest. So in the end, Shinn was the one stuck with walking her home. Though Shiro tried whole-heartedly to burden himself with the responsibility, Kira had dragged him off like a ragged doll before he had the chance to speak.

Shinn had remembered the distinct feeling he had when Nicol handed Ayame a box that day. When she asked him what it was, he had said it was a little something he brought back for her. It was the perfect necklace consisting of a small white diamond held by a chain made of pure white gold. Shinn had remembered glancing over its delicate structure and guessed that the green haired boy had probably designed it himself. Nicol liked her; there was no doubt about that. Now, feeling the box inside his own jacket pocket, the present he bought for her seemed somewhat insignificant.

Ayame rubbed her arms. It was beginning to cool down with the nightfall. Quickly, Shinn took of his jacket and placed it around the girl's fragile body. She flashed him a smile. He blushed and quickly turned away from her. The two continued the route silently. It wasn't long before they reached the gate to the mansion, but for them, it seemed forever. Looking past her shoulder, Shinn's eyes widened at the size of the Kashino fortune. A drained look filled his eyes. They truly were of different worlds. Slowly, he lowered his gaze to the ground as his hands clenched into fists. She was out of his reach; he was sure of it.

"What's this?"

Shinn became alerted when she pulled the box out from inside his pocket. "It's nothing!" He said quickly, trying to snatch the box out of her grip, but she quickly turned her back on him.

"What do you mean nothing? It has my name on it." She argued back heatedly, hanging onto the box with her life.

He hastily encircled his arms around her, trying to take the box back from behind, but she would hold it out of his reach each time he tried to seize it. They stood there, struggling in an awkward position until finally, Ayame brought the box to her heart, shielding it from his hands. As a result of that, Shinn's arms folded around her tiny figure, holding her close to him. For a few silent moments they stood, wanting not to let go. Then she spoke up.

"Is it really that important?" Her voice trembled, her eyes covered by her long bangs, making it impossible to tell her expression. "What family we come from, what kind of backgrounds we have. Does it really…matter?"

He glanced down at her, unable to speak. Shinn wanted to tell her the truth; the way he feels about her. But he couldn't, he knew he couldn't. Even if he accepts himself, the relationship they hold would never be taken into consideration within the eyes of the others. As a result of his selfish decision, she would be pushed away by those of her own kinds. So he did the only thing that he thought was right. With what little courage he had left, he spoke up.

"We belong in different worlds Ayame-san. And my world…"He paused, breaking down, stopping himself from the unthinkable, but it had to be done. "Doesn't welcome you."

His words stabbed at her like a knife. "I…see." Her voice trembled as she spoke.

He unwrapped his arms from her, letting her free. The present within her fingers slipped to the cold ground. He watched her unmoving form as panic slowly rose. Then, in another moment, she was up on her heels, running back towards the direction of the mansion, a silver stream of tear sliding down the side of her cheek. He held back the urge to run after her, to take her into his arms and comfort her. But he couldn't, he knew he couldn't. They were of different societies. His existence would only threaten her influence.

"Sumimasen." With those last dying words, he too left with the feeling of dread.

"Good Cagalli-san. You are getting better."

The heir to the Attha throne cringed. For the past few weeks, Cagalli had learned that when Athrun compliments her, it usually means they have to start from the top again. So naturally, she gave up on his baloney. Athrun was a brilliant dancer. His movements were virtually flawless. Her on the other hand, was a total mess. During the past hour and half, she had single handedly broke two CD players that were in her way, one of the mirrors located on the far right wall, and Athrun's necklace when she had pulled on it in an attempt to break her fall. Now she wondered if she made the right choice by pairing up with someone so out of her lead. He belonged in world class, there's no doubt about that.

"I want a break." She demanded.

Athrun frowned. "But we just had one twenty minutes ago."

"Yes, but I need another one now!" She insisted, plopping down on the floor right where she was standing.

Athrun sighed, knowing it was best not to argue with her. After all, he did want to leave in one piece today. Last time they argued over an issue, Cagalli had accidentally elbowed him in the nose during their practice, and that episode had ended with a bloody nose for Zala. He glanced around the empty studio, now wondering whose idea it was to come this late at night. Then thinking back to the phone conversation, he gave a strained sigh when he realized it was his own.

"So what do you plan to do after you get out of school?" Cagalli asked all of a sudden.

Athrun hesitated a moment. "Run my father's business." The answered slipped out of his lips before he could stop it, as if it had a mind of its own.

There was silence. Cagalli turned slowly to fix her golden eyes on Athrun; the look she gave him suggested that he had grown an extra three heads. "You can't be serious." She gave a short and hysteric laugh. "Real funny Zala. You? Behind a desk for the rest of your life? That's a good one." But for some reason she couldn't keep the mocking up. "Tell me you are not serious." Her voice held a certain degree of desperation. When he didn't answer, she panicked. "Why?"

"Because…I belong to my father." His words had slapped her hard across the face.

She frowned. His unexpected argument left her confused and disappointed. "No Athrun-san." Cagalli said slowly. "He owns you only…because you allow him to."

"Ayame-san, please come with us."

She had been minding her own business when three girls of the same grade blocked her path. They were standing in a semi-empty hallway on the path to the parking lot. Ayame recognized immediately that the girls belonged to Fllay's group of Athrun lovers. She took a couple of steps back, putting as much space between them as possible. The girls before her meant trouble, and she was trying to keep as low of a profile as possible. Naturally, they became more agitated when they saw her back away.

Yume, their leader, took a step forward. She was a tall, slender girl with blond hair down to her butt. She too, belonged to the music hall and had been trying to bump Ayame off her throne for years. Now it was her chance to strike. She signaled for her two followers to take a hold of Ayame, but the Kashino showed no signs of backing down as she threw their hands off of her arms.

The taller girl frowned. "Would you rather do this here?" Yume's frown was replaced by a smirk. "Fine with me."

By now a crowd had gathered and was now exchanging words of curiosity with one and another. From her purse, Yume pulled out what appeared to be a stack of photographs. The look in her blue eyes hardened as she threw them down in front of Ayame, hitting her square in the chest before scattering to the ground like leaves. A few gasps were heard from the crowd, for no one has ever insulted a Kashino like this before. Their shock, however, did not end there, as more whispers broke loose. Ayame's violet eyes widened in terror when she made out what the pictures were about.

"How can you cheat on Athrun-senpai with a runt like him?" Yume spat viciously. "What's more, you drowned your own reputation! We looked up to you!"

Words of agreement echoed the student body. Ayame looked around, her eyes darkening. She was being attacked openly in public. Although this was the first time that it has happened, she couldn't help but feel like she was being over thrown. But of course, she couldn't expect any less when she begged Athrun to let Shinn go. Her request led others to think she was powerless, and when the monarchy grows weak, a revolution was bound to happen.

"I don't have time for this."

She simply chose to ignore the situation at hand. Peeling her gaze from Yume, she began to advance past the troublemakers. Now unfortunately for her, they weren't about to let her off the hook so easily. What's more, Ayame didn't expect Yume to have the guts to raise hand against her. But she did, and when she realized what was happening, it was already too late. A red hand mark had imprinted itself onto Ayame's cheek. A thin line of blood slipped from the side of her lip. She was left standing in the middle of the hallway with a stunned expression on her face. Slowly, she raised a hand to her cheek, touching her swollen bruise.

"You don't deserve Athrun-san!"

"What the hell is going on here?"

They had been walking when they saw the commotion up ahead. Upon arriving at the scene of the crime, Rey and Shinn found their jaws unable to close at their command. There she was, Ayame Kashino, one of the four funding families and getting pounded on. The image in front of them had shocked quite a few members of the student body, but it wasn't enough to replace the excitement of the majority of those who remained as unknowns throughout the school year. One of the big fours was finally going down, and they had Shinn Asuka to thank at that. Shinn had shoved halfway into the crowd when he felt a hand on his shoulder, stopping him from his actions.

"You'll only make things worse." Rey's words knocked some senses back into Shinn's head. This whole thing started because of him, if Shinn were to butt in now, it would only prove Yume right.

The two boys had no choice but stay low and watch as the punishment in front of them continued. It was always like this, someone would pick a fight; others would stand around and watch without putting a stop to it. But at the same time, it was never like this; she never got picked on, she was supposed to be flawless, she was never to have anything to do with him. At least that's what the majority thought, which was exactly the reason why she was where she is now, broken and powerless.

"Stop it!"

At that, Shinn breathed a sigh of relief. Nicol was like Ayame's bodyguard; he would never leave her side or abandon her. The punishment stopped as soon as Nicol made his way through the crowd with Lacus Clyne. He would always be there to shield Ayame, and that's something Shinn was unable to do. As much as he hated to admit, he doesn't have the power to mindlessly do whatever he wants in the school, he had to watch every step he takes. So how can he take care of her when he can't even take care of himself? Let along be with her?

"This woman-"

"Shut it!" Nicol spat viciously.

Gasps were heard from the crowd. Nicol was usually calm, gentle, and polite. No one expected him to come out as a strong and cold individual, yet there he was, broken into bitter pieces by the image in front of him. He was angered by the cruelty of this school. And to think, such sophisticated place with perhaps one of the top rankings around the world would have its own inner battles. He held onto the badly bruised girl. Her wrist was bleeding, her graceful presence tarnished. She was no longer the same flawless girl. Ayame Kashino was broken.

"Nicol-san!" Yume tried to argue her way out of it.

"Yume-san. If you hold any respect for my presence, you will learn to shut up when I tell you to." For the first time in his life, he had abused his position of power. The others feared him, he saw it in their eyes, and he used it to his advantage.

This shocked even Lacus Clyne. Nicol was never one to be angry, yet there he was, rage boiling in his eyes. But the look he was giving Ayame told her everything. He was deeply in love with her. Though it seemed cruel for Kira to be breaking them apart, she knew deep down that the two weren't meant for each other. Nicol was gentle; so gentle that he was reluctant to show his feelings towards her. Without further intro, Nicol had picked the girl up in his arms and headed towards the direction of the parking lot. Near by students parted ways for him to pass. After all, what good would they do by stopping him? He was two days in the school and had practically leveled himself with Kira Yamato.

Her badly bruised body was limp against his arm. For a moment she could think of nothing but rest, yet her eyes couldn't help but notice the unusual red orbs within the crowd. Their eyes met, and she couldn't help but let a small gasp escape her lips. Her eyes saddened. He was standing there this whole time, watching. For a moment they stared at one and another, unwilling to pull their gazes away. Suddenly he turned, breaking their eye contact, ashamed. He couldn't protect her like the others; which was all the more reasons for Shinn to let her go.

"You know, this all happened because of you."

Shinn gave a low growl, turning to find Shiro behind him. "What do you want?"

"I should ask you the same thing Shinn Asuka." Shiro took a step forward. By now the crowd had parted, and they were once again left in the empty hallway. "I had no idea you held so much power. The first pillar has been corrupted. And now thanks to you, Ayame Kashino no longer holds any influence over the student body. You've proven your point that the rich would be nothing without their supporters, now she paid the price." Shinn frowned. "Why look so mad Asuka? Isn't this what you wanted?"

"Why you!" Shinn marched forward, ready to show Shiro a piece of his mind, but was held back by a firm hand.

"Don't waste your energy on him." Rey advised. "He's not worth it."

With a final glare, Shinn wrenched his hand from Rey's grip and headed towards the opposite direction. As much as he hate to admit, Shiro was right, Ayame was getting hurt because of him. He sighed, disappointed in himself for what he's about to do. He knew his mother would disapprove; after all, it was her last wish. But things wouldn't go back to normal on its own. To ensure her safety, he had to leave. So there he was, half an hour later, sitting outside of the principal's office. The secretary Hanajima came out of the moments later, mentioning for him that he was ready to be seen. It took a moment for him to get up; then taking a deep breath, Shinn opened the door to come face-to-face with Gilbert Dullindal.

"Ah, Asuka-san, one of my best. What can I do for you today?"

Shinn sat himself down on the familiar seat across from the principal, unable to believe that he was actually going to do it, but it had to be done. He took a deep breath, and came out with his request. "I wish to withdraw myself from Higrashi."

Haruka: Dum dum dummmm! What's going to happen to Shinn now? Heehee, have to wait until the next chapter to find out! Hey, is it true that fanfiction pulls your story if you write lemon? Because I'm planning to add some lemon in the next chapter, but I'm worried that fanfic might freeze my account. Should I though?