Ivan's POV:

After speaking with the Principle, I made my way back to class. Up the 5 flights of stairs I went, passing people that gave me a dirty eye, because I was out of dress code. Finally I reached my class, and to my surprise I wasn't greeted with another referral. The teacher greeted me kindly and asked me to take a seat near the back. Passing my way around the desks, I saw Ayame.

"I saw how bad you mauled that guy in the hall.."

She gave me a vulnerable look..

"Did I.. Look scary?" She looked down in disappointment.

I waved my hands in a contradicting manner—"Oh no! Not like that. I thought that was pretty awesome of you!"

"Oh.. well umm—"

The bell rings, and every student bolts out the door, leaving me to put my things in my backpack once again after taking them out. Ayame, about to leave, comes back for a short second.

"I never caught your name.. what is it?" she asked with her finger at her cheek.

I blushed, and started shaking nervously.

"I uhh.. I'm Ivan.. Ivan Valdez."

"Hmm.. Ivan.. Well bye Ivan! See you after lunch!" she rushed out of the classroom.

I couldn't find any words to say back, so I kind of rambled.

"I uhh.. bu.. bye.." I said as I slightly waved my hand in a farewell motion.

I was starting to feel hungry when I started thinking about the word lunch again. I hurried to the cafeteria..

The cafeteria was enormous! Yet it was still full to the brim. The line took a decade to move from one place to another. Finally after getting my food, I sat down by myself in a far off corner of the room. Again I saw Ayame. I saw her walking to a table filled with other girls. When she sat, all attention at her table was immediately directed to her. Everyone was asking her questions on so many different topics. Then, something happened that I didn't expect. I saw a bunch of taller meaner looking guys conversing, and frequently looking at Ayame. One of the guys, which I'm guessing was the "leader" of the clique, gave the "watch and learn, I've got this" body type gesture. He strolled his way along to Ayame's table. Her friends alerted her and she quickly stood up. Surprisingly, the guy walking up to her was the one she beat up earlier in the hallway. I could see his bruised face, and chunks of toilet paper protruding from his nose. Before Ayame could walk away, he cut her off.

"That wasn't the nicest thing you did to your boyfriend in front of all those other guys.." he gave her a scum look.

"What, kicking you ass? And no, you're not my boyfriend. I thought we already went over thi—"

"IF YOU DON'T GO OUT WITH ME YOU'RE GOING TO LOOK LIKE A BIG SLUT!"

The cafeteria got quiet. All attention was directed at both of them.

"Oh no you didn't… You did not just call me what I think you called me…" Her face instantly turned from innocent, to enraged…

"Yeah you heard me! I called you a big SLU—" his sentence was cut off, by her quick swooping fist.

The notorious clique leader fell to the ground with a thud. He was out cold, and his friends quickly realized it. All six of them quickly rushed to the scene. Ayame on the other hand was quick to leave the poor pervert alone.

"HEY AYAME! DON'T YOU KNOW WHO YOUR MESS—WOOOAAHHH!" He was interrupted by a black haired kid tripping him.

Since these group of people weren't here in this private academy because of smarts, you could only know, that they weren't the brightest of the bunch. One stupid person, tripped over the next dumbest person, and so on, until all six were face first and struggling to get themselves up. The mysterious teenager walked away with his head tilted down, and his hands in his pockets, knowing he had done enough. Ayame saw this and ran after him, and was followed by a trail of popping hearts. She was inevitably in love with him.

"Hey I haven't seen you around before! What's your name?" with her hands clamped pointing downwards in a flirty manner..

He pretended like he didn't notice her but, to his surprise this flirt was demanding..

"Hey! I'm talking to you!!" She grabbed the back of his shirt and tugged him back.

"Woah! Hey! Careful! My name is Kyosuke Mibu …" He fixed his shirt collar and continued walking..

"Well I just want to let you know.. That was nice of you.." she said softly..

"Uhh.. No problem? I defiantly don't want to see a girl get mauled on by six guys, if I could do something about it."

Ayame continued to follow, even though Kyosuke increased his walking pace.

"Well you know what?" she responded in a playful manner.

"You're going to leave me alone now?" without even taking one glance back at her.

"Err! Wrong! I think I like you!"

Kyosuke rolled his eyes.

"You just met me. How would you be able to tell if I was the right one for you?"

Ayame stopped and thought to herself.

She quickly ran up to speed with Kyosuke.

"You saved me, and you're different from all the other guys."

Kyosuke quickly turned around to give a response, but once turned, was distracted by her breasts. He blushed and quickly turned away.

"You see? You're different! You don't stand there and stare at my boobs all day… I can tell that you have a lot of respect for women…"

She was about to lay a hand on his shoulder right before he started walking again.

"It doesn't mean anything…"

Ayame became frustrated with the fact of not being listened too.

"Yes it does mean something weather you accept it or not!!"

Kyosuke quickly turned around and shot out at her.

"Look. You are annoying, so stop following me." And with that he continued on..

Ayame stopped in her tracks. Shot down and speechless, she continued to walk the opposite direction..

"I'm not that annoying…."

I started walking down the hall and saw that Ayame was coming down my direction with tears in her eyes.

"Hey what's wrong? You alright?" I placed my hands on her shoulders.

"Ivan can I a-- ask you something personal?"

She had one of those obnoxious types of cries, where your breathing interrupts your sentences.

"Yeah anything you want. What is it?"

She looked deep into my hazel eyes, and I into her dark emerald green ones. I was hoping for only one set of words…. But to my disappointment, they weren't the words I was looking for.

"Do you think I'm annoying?"

With my hopes for a different question downed, I responded as honestly as possible..

"Heck no! I think you are an extremely fun and outgoing person to be around! Why would you ask such a question?"

She looked down, and then back up at me again.

"Well, Kyosuke said—"

I put my finger on her lips and she stopped.

"He doesn't know how to say he likes you back."

Her face became puzzled.

"Really? It really seemed like he doesn't like me back.. How could you be so sure?"

I chuckled a bit to her response..

"I'm a guy alright? I know how other guys act if they like someone. I'm a professional.."

Ayame fixated her eyes on me deeply…

"Really?" her voice seemed to lighten up

"I'll talk to him for you… Only if that's what you really want?"

Ayame thought to herself..

"Well you're a guy? Go talk to him for me!" she exclaimed happily.

With that I ran to try to catch up with Kyosuke..