Unfortunately, Yumi didn't have any classes with Ira.
"You are new aren't you?"
The first class of the day was Economics. She wasn't really a fan of it but she needed it in her everyday life. She didn't expect someone to notice her.
Ira raised her head and met a pair of chocolate brown locks. He looked soft. He had a baby face that made him look really cute and loveable.
"It's nice to see a new face around. Try not to get expelled" He was not cute and definitely not loveable. His voice was husky and deep. He was leaning against his hand. Unconsciously, her eyes went to his crest. It was violet.
"I didn't know people can get expelled when they pay so much to get here, in the first place" His eyes widened for a second. He seemed greatly amused.
"You're right. Once you get in, you can never get out. Or at least, not until you graduate" He chuckled darkly and tried to look somewhat evil. It was a failure since his face couldn't pull off that look. "I'm Tomo" Much to her surprise, he shook her hand and turned completely to talk to her. "Why did you get here?"
"I transferred here from Osaka" He laughed. "What?"
"You did something in Osaka, didn't you?" She frowned.
"No. I came here on my own. I read about this university and wanted to transfer here" He stopped laughing and stared at her with a serious face. Now that he looked better at her, she did look like a nice foreigner. She was probably innocent. But maybe her parents were the bad ones. Maybe she was running from something.
"Are you hiding from your parents?" Her eyes widened. That took her aback. He hit the right spot. However, she regained her composure before he could notice.
"In some way, I think I am. I want to be independent" That was a good save. He seemed a little uncertain but eventually, he bought it.
"Are you sure you got in the right place for that? You're going to be under some high pressure here" She shrugged.
"I can manage" He chuckled bemusedly and nodded. The teacher walked in and started to boss the students around. She was speechless. It was a man in his mid thirties with an awfully mafia-like face. When he passed her desk, she saw his sparkly shoes. They were too sparkly. Besides, he ignored her for the whole class.
"Thank God it ended. It was awful"
She walked out of the class quickly and leaned against the wall. That teacher was very extreme in his teaching methods. It kind of reminded her of high school. The time in class was the only time she could relax and have fun. When she was home, it would be like in the army.
"I told you teachers are weird" She jumped in surprise and glanced to her left. Yumi was standing there with another girl. "Economics is the hardest subject. It won't get worse than that"
"What about PE?" Her friend mumbled to her. Yumi's eyes widened and left quickly. Thankfully, PE was Friday. It was Wednesday
"Don't worry" Tomo wrapped an arm around her shoulders and leaned against her. "PE is not that bad. The teacher has some Spartan ways but he's nice. Girls like him" She was sure of that.
Her next class was Practical Arts. The teacher was a nice old woman that gave off a warm feeling. They had to draw something they treasured greatly. She wasn't very good at drawing. She was good at making diagrams and maps but she didn't really treasure any.
The guy in front of her glanced over his shoulder just out of curiosity. His eyes moved on her paper and his eyes widened. She was drawing a gun. Surprisingly, it looked quite detailed.
She felt someone staring down at her. She raised her head and noticed the big brown eyes.
'What?' He tilted his head to the side and blinked.
"That's a gun" She looked at her paper and nodded. "Very well done, too" She nodded. She didn't see anything weird in her drawing.
While the whole class was trying to make something artistic on their papers, he just continued to stare.
''And?" She wasn't aware of how intense she was staring at him. He raised an eyebrow and leaned closer to her. He started to laugh loudly. Everyone shushed him but he didn't seem to care.
'You're new, huh?' Ira nodded. "You are from the Blue House. You should focus on your studies, young lady. Don't fail art" She chuckled. He was funny. He was actually more talkative than the rest.
"Yes, dad" He chuckled for himself and turned to his easel. However, he found that new girl too funny to ignore. He placed his brush to the side and sat next to her. "What now?"
"How did you end up here? You don't look like a brat" It didn't sound very innocent. His bright grin didn't make his statement sound any nicer.
"I would like to call myself modest. Besides, I came all alone to Tokyo" The guy shook his head.
"But this University is not cheap. Most students are children of either the high good side or high bad side"
"And what's that supposed to mean?" He leaned towards her.
"It may be just a rumor but I heard that headmaster Hibari doesn't care if his students come from politicians, detectives or even yakuza. He only cares about prestige and money" He whispered. It was probably a subject that was bypassed by students.
"But you said it yourself. It's just a rumor. From some unknown reason, I trust this place" He leaned back and stared at her curiously.
"No one really knows. No one has enough courage to talk to him" She leaned on her left hand and continued to watch him. "They tried once and it didn't end happily. They got scolded by him" She scoffed.
"Maybe I will try too" She mumbled but the bell covered the sound.
The guy got on his feet and got ready to walk out of the room. He stopped when he reached the door and glanced at Ira over his shoulder. There was something about her; something fun.
"Hey! New girl!" She looked at him curiously. He chuckled and told her to follow him. She groggily grabbed her things and followed him down the hallway.
"My name is Yuuichi Ikamura." She rubbed her forehead and nodded. He started to chuckle when he realized she zoned out and wasn't paying any attention to him. He grabbed her arm and stopped her mid-step. 'Well? Aren't you going to tell me your name?'
"Ira. My name is Ira." He nodded and patted her head. She was tall enough to touch his nose -and he was tall- but it still felt like she was fragile. He liked how simple she looked next to the other girls he had met.
"Is there something wrong?' He laughed and patted her head again. Her face was expressionless and her eyes were blank. She said that with no emotion at all.
"No." He grabbed her hand and started to smile. 'I have four years to find out more about you, Ira. I'm not rushing' She watched him blankly. That was quite a powerful statement. It was going to be eventful.
At dinner, Ira stayed at the same table with Yuu. She met two other friends of his: Ame and Shuichi. They were all from the Red House. The whole cafeteria was remotely silent. The students were mostly talking to each other in the halls.
"Why is everyone so afraid of the headmaster?" Yuu rubbed his chin and thought about that. They didn't really know. It was just his presence.
"We just fear his lackeys I guess. I mean, Hibari doesn't really do much. The other men do it for him."
"The other men," Ira repeated. The three nodded.
"I was scolded a few times but not by Hibari. I don't know who he was but he was pretty big." She frowned. That kind of changed a few aspects. She looked around herself and sighed. She didn't have anything to lose.
"Maybe I should get in trouble and see it for myself," Yuu choked on his food. She was stupid.
She didn't really know how to be a troublemaker since she had been taught how to be calm in any situation. But she was curious how the scolding was. At the same time, it was her first day. She didn't want to make a bad impression. She had to get proactive. She knew exactly the place she could use.
"I think I will participate in the Student Presidency contest," She winked at Yuu. The poor guy just blinked in confusion.
"That's quite a dream. You first have to send a letter to the headmaster and apply for it." Ame was a good girl. She was actually very talkative and open minded. Ira liked her personality. She was a bright young woman.
"Shouldn't I create a campaign?" The three students shook their heads.
"We don't have a student council. You are the only student participating in the presidency contest. You can already call yourself Miss Student Council President.' Ira chuckled.
"I like the sound of that." Ame rolled her eyes but smiled nonetheless. The new girl was crazy.