"Class, we have a new student. Please welcome Nakahara Yuki," the teacher says to the thirty students sitting in front of him. I stood there awkwardly looking at the ground, feeling extremely uncomfortable in the pink blazer with the obnoxiously large blue bow and the blue skirt too short for my liking. And then there are the knee socks. I feel like I'm in some Japanese porn video because no school in their right minds would have the girls dress this way.

"Nakahara-san, please have a seat next to Honda-san. Honda, raise your hand so she knows who you are."

A boy with spiky dark brown hair and brown eyes raises his hand high in the air. I carefully take cautious steps toward him and sit in the desk to his right. As I take out my notebook to write down the notes on literature when the boy, Honda, starts whispering to me.

"Hey, Nakahara-san, I'm Honda. Nice to meet you."

I continue to write down the notes, listening to him, but not bothering to respond. I don't need to get in trouble within my first ten minutes of being here.

"If you want, I can introduce you to my friends at lunch."

I nod my head slightly, agreeing with him only to get him to stop talking. I take notes absent mindedly for I have already learned the ins and outs of the novel the teacher was discussing. But out of the corner of my eye, I see a mysterious boy with hair like piled snow. I make a note to myself to find out more about him in the near future.

Not a second after the lunch bell rung, Honda and his friends swarmed my desk. I looked at them with my big dark blue eyes that were filled with confusion and curiosity. "Nakahara-san," Honda stated proudly, "these are my friends, Yuugi-kun, Anzu-san, Jounouchi-kun, and Bakura-kun."

I looked at each one of them individually. Yuugi was short and had pointy tri color hair; Anzu had short brown hair above her shoulders and bright blue eyes; Jounouchi had dirty blonde hair and had almost a scraggy look to him; and finally, Bakura, had white layered hair and brown eyes. I took notice that he was the one I was looking at earlier.

I stood up and bowed politely. "Kon'nichiwa mina," I said in a soft voice barely above a whisper.

They all looked at me with strange looks-except Bakura who still had a face with no emotion- for showing such respect for them.

Suddenly, I grew a bright blush on my cheeks and realized what I had done. "I'm sorry!" I said nervously. "It's just, when my parents brought home people with such high respect, I was taught to introduce myself like that." I quickly cursed myself for mentioning my parents- I'll explain that part later on in the story.

Jounounchi was the first to laugh it off. "Hey, no problem! It's actually kinda nice to be shown a lot of respect!" Anzu soon followed up his comment by smacking him on his head.

Everyone soon started laughing, all except Bakura, who was now looking at me while deep in thought. I ignored the look and focused back on the gang. After looking more carefully, I saw a pendent hanging from Yuugi's neck. A hint of sadness grew in my eyes for I knew what that object was and the powers it possessed.

I could no longer hold myself back as I asked Yuugi-kun a question. "Hey, Yuugi-kun." He looked at me with his big, innocent eyes. "That object around your neck is the millennium puzzle, right?"

He smiled in return and his eyes held such happiness. "Yeah, how did you know?"

I quickly thought of an answer, my brain rattling for something that wouldn't raise any questions. "Oh, uh, I'm kinda into the whole Ancient Egypt thing."

No one raised a question; instead they had a look of wonder and amazement on their faces. I glanced at Bakura out of the corner of my eye. For the first time since I've meet him, he actually shed emotion. He too had the same look on his face, but underneath it all, there seemed to something more, something that I could not determine by just looking at him.

"Anyway guys," I stated. "I'm going to go outside for the remainder of break. Nice meeting you all!" I said with a fake smile plastered onto my face. Not one of them noticed the fake emotion; just the way I intended. For now, I need some time to think and analyze all that has occurred today.

And with that, I walked out of the classroom and headed for the stairs that lead to the roof.