A/N: Oh my god, thank you so much for the wonderful reviews, i'm dying of happiness X3 #mentally bowing to you guys

I'll do my best to keep up with your expectation from now on~~

Also, I put two OCs here, but don't worry, they won't get in anyone's way, the main star will always be Ib and our beloved Garry X3

And I know full well that Ib is japanese game, but it's kinda difficult to associate japanese surname with their given name, so I got them american surname instead, but please don't mind it...

Okaay, enough with my mumble, enjoy the chapter!

I do not own Ib.

Chapter 1: Reunion

The morning sun blazed through the window, cruelly awaken the brunette girl from her sleep. She barely had any sleep last night, yet the sun didn't seem to understand her situation at all. With all her strength, she forced her body to move away from her bed, leaving her comfy pillow and blanket.

Today's friday, she thought as she moved to her desk and looked at the calendar. A week has passed since her absence. Those nightmares haunted her for the weeks, causing her lack of sleep, which was visible from those bags under her eyes. Her mother thought that she was sick, she panicked and ordered her only daughter to stay home for the whole week. And it was totally boring.

Today however, she didn't want to stay. She took her school uniform from the wardrobe, placing it on her bed before she got out from the room to get wash. She went downstairs and found her mom in the kitchen, cooking the breakfast.

"Good morning, mom…" she called her mother.

"Oh why, good morning Eve…" She stopped herself from cutting some veggies and made her way toward her beloved daughter. "You're feeling better?"

"Yes, somehow…"Eve said sheepishly. "Is it okay if I go to school?"

Her mother smiled. "If you're feeling better, then yes…." She patted Eve on her head.

"Thank you." Eve replied happily and left her mother toward the sink.

She washed her face and brushed her teeth immediately upon reaching the sink. The water felt so fresh on her face, making her forget about the nightmare she had earlier. After wiping the water off her face, she looked at her own reflection in the mirror. She felt fresher now, and her eyes weren't as 'panda' as before. She sighed happily and smiled, thus made her way back to the kitchen to have breakfast.

Her dad was there, sitting on the chair with newspaper on his hand. He must've come when she washed her face, she though. She approached one of the chairs and greeted her dad.

"Morning dad…"She smiled.

The middle-aged man lifted his gaze from the newspaper and returned her smile. "Good morning, Eve…I see you're okay now…"

"Yeah…" She said when her mother finally put a bowl of soup for each person, and a glass of strawberry juice, her favorite, in front of her.

"Thanks mom…" she said and sipped her juice.

Today' breakfast was especially lively. It was rare for her dad to have breakfast together with his family. His work ordered him to be on standby at any hour, because he's a doctor. Her mom too, wasn't in a hurry like usual. She usually complained about how her work as magazine editor felt so hectic and she wanted to quit, although she never actually did it. Eve enjoyed it. She really enjoyed her family.

As their only daughter, Eve' parent could be somewhat overprotective to her, at the point that it was annoying. Eve could remember how embarrassing her parent was when she went on a camping in middle school, where her parent sent one of their subordinate to (stalk) follow her. That subordinate, unfortunately, was caught by the teacher (they thought of him as a pervert) and beat him so bad. And afterward, Eve' parent came to apologize and brought the poor guy to the hospital. Totally embarrassing…

But Eve knew deep inside, that they did that for her sake. She never complain, let alone blame her parent for what they did. She could only wish that they wouldn't to go that far, though….

The sound of motorbike suddenly erupted from outside, and couple of second after that, someone was knocking the door. Eve' mother stood up from her chair and sighed, "It must be him…"

Yeah, no need to guess who it was…

"Mornin' Mrs. Renner!" A cheery, bright tone suddenly filled the foyer as Eve' mother opened the door. "Ah, you sure know what time to come, Matt…"

Eve' mother guided whoever it was to the dining room, even though the sudden guest knew too well about the house already. "Good thing I've prepared something…." She chuckled as they entered the dining room.

"Mornin' Mr. Renner….and hello, Eve!" he exclaimed happily when he saw the other resident sitting in the dining room. Eve' father gave him a handshake. "It's good to see you as energetic as usual…"

"Sure thing!" He-shamelessly- pulled a chair beside Eve and sit down. "I heard you're sick. You're okay now?" he said in a tone without worry, which was the total opposite of his question. Eve nodded and smiled awkwardly "Um yes…Thanks…"

Remember the guy I mentioned earlier? The stalker…err, the poor subordinate that was assigned to (stalk) follow Eve? It was this guy. Matthew Starke, or Matt for short. He was a freelance journalist who sometimes submit his work to Eve' mother magazine. He was also still in college, and on his final year. He and Eve' mother know each other for a long time, and he –accidentally- became one of Eve' father patient after he got into motorbike crash 3 years ago. Since he is friendly –if not shameless- and all, the whole Eve' family liked him, and trusted him like another family member.

Guess his appearances? He had blonde -short and rather spiky- hair, but with darker hue. And his clothes was always strikingly colorful, as if it was meant to hurt someone' eyes. Today he wore an orange jacket with neon green T-shirt, a jeans and a pair of white-yellow sneakers.

Eve' mother place another bowl of soup, much to his please, and ground it down happily. He even finished faster than Eve who started earlier. "Your cooking is always the best, Mrs. Renner!"

"If you said that because you wanted to get more in the future, you wouldn't get your salary…" Eve' mother chuckled evilly.

Matt pouted immediately, and Eve stood up from her seat right afterward, signing that she finished her breakfast. "I'm finished mom…" she took the bowl and brought it to the sink.

"Going to school, Eve?" Matt asked.

"Yeah…"She answered.

"It's been a while since I saw your school, I'll give you a ride! How's that sound?" He said enthusiastically.

"Huh? Is it okay?" she asked back.

"No prob! Your school was my almamater!" He exclaimed. "Easthill High, right?"

"WESTHILL." She emphasized it, "but…"

"Why not?" Eve's mother interrupted. "You just recovered dear, what if you suddenly feel sick on your way?"

"You might as well take his offer as his payment for the breakfast." Mr. Renner joked. "Haha, very funny, Mr. Renner…" Matt laughed.

"Oh well, wait a sec then." She rushed upstairs, leaving the three people on their chat.

Mrs. Renner was doing the dishes, and Mr. Renner went back to his newspaper after he finished his breakfast, and the guest was loitering, using his eyes of course, before he snapped. "Hey, do you know? There will be an art auction next week, and guess whose painting's the main attraction?" He grinned.

"Who?" Mrs. Renner asked.

"Your favorite artist, Weiss Guertena!" he said excitedly.

"They decided to sell his painting?" Mrs. Renner said in surprise. "Wouldn't his painting be priceless?"

"Hell yeah, who wouldn't want some piece of artwork from the world renowned artist…."Matt said again.

"If he was still alive, he would be filthy rich…"Mr. Renner commented, still busy with his paper.

"I was planning to do some interview there…for your information, Mrs. Renner. You guys going?"

"I don't know…If I recall I have a very busy schedule next week…How's yours, honey?" The woman asked her husband. The one being asked shrugged "I don't think so…"

"Okay, I'm ready…"Eve interrupted the conversation. She gracefully made her way down the stair with her school uniform, a white shirt with long sleeve, a red skirt and a red tie neatly hanging from her collar. She was especially beautiful on that.

"Alright…" Matt stood up from his seat, digging his jeans pocket for the motorbike key. They both walked up to the front door, followed by Eve' mother.

"Make sure you careful with Eve." The woman said when Eve got on his bike. "She can be quite fragile…"

"Mom..!" Eve objected embarrassedly. She didn't want to cause anymore trouble for him, especially after the camping incident. But the guy simply smiled, and gave the woman an approving thumb. "You got me!"

True to his word, he didn't drive the bike as wild as his usual (the fact that what made Eve reluctant to accept his offer is that he run his bike as if he was on F1 race), although it was still fast. They arrived at Westhill High in couple of minutes.

The front gate was already crowded despite the early hour. From the gate, a group of girl was doing some kind of discussion in a bench, and there was some boys playing football not far from there. Westhill high was well-known for its high standard, so it wasn't strange to see some overly diligent student early in the morning. What makes no different between Westhill High and other school is probably the popularity meter.

Eve got off from the bike carefully, not wanting to fall on her butt like the last time Matt take her to her school. She retrieved the helmet she borrowed to its owner "Thanks, Matt…"

"Sure!" the blonde replied. He readied his bike, "See you later, Eve." He winked –to her annoyance- before he turned around and disappeared within few second with his usual racing-style speed.

The brunette entered the school, with a speed as slow as a snail. She wasn't especially excited with the school, but staying at home would be far worse. One week of boredom in her house alone, -with her parent away for work and their constant calling, asking how she was doing- was her limit. She could, at least, talk to her friend here.

"Morning, Eve!" Someone poked her from behind. It was Lily, Eve' classmate, and also her best friend. "Aww, I'm glad you made it today! It's been so lonely without you~~" The red-haired girl squealed happily, with her hand –literally- shaking Eve's. Eve returned her friend' 'welcome' with smile "Thanks, I'm bored anyway…"

The two made their way to the classroom, before stopping at the locker. The girls took a couple of book from their respective locker. "Today' should be chemistry, math, history…"Eve murmured as her hand dug into her book-filled locker. As her hand got what she need, she pulled the book out of the locker, and closing her locker with a soft bam sound. It appears Lily had finished earlier though, she was leaning her back against her locker, hugging the books on her hand. "Finished?" she asked, which the brunette replied with a nod. The red-head then pulled something from her shirt pocket, revealing a tiny piece of yellow. "For you!" she handed it to her. It was…a lemon candy? "Your favorite. I want to give it to you when you're back, so I got it standby on my pocket." She gave Eve a million watt smile.

The lemon candy has been her favorite since Eve was little. Lily really knew my favorite, she thought happily as she stared at the yellow sweet on her palm. It was the same candy she received from him, the purplette youth who talked like a lady. Her savior, or maybe…her first love….

"Thanks Lily!" She said. She didn't even count how many times she 'thank you' this morning already. She really liked her life. Her loving parent, her loving brother-wannabe, her loving friend, she can't thank god enough for what she had received. Her life was perfect.

The two girls then entered their classroom, seated next to each other. Since it was still early in the morning, they idly chatted about a lot of things, from boys, music, to completely silly, girl- unrelated things. The bell however, after an hour, broke their conversation, and they could hear the bustling sound of their classmate prepared their own thing for class. Their homeroom teacher entered the classroom a minute after. "Weird…First period is chemistry, right? What's Mr. Jefferson doing?" Lily whispered to her friend. Eve just give the red head a shrug, just as clueless as her.

The elderly teacher cleared his throat before he speech. "Good morning, class…" and was replied by another 'good morning' coming from the mouth of the students. "As you know, Mrs. Cheryl will be taking maternity leave, thus cannot teach you for the following month…" The whole class knew about it already. Mrs. Cheryl was a sweet young lady who got married a year ago. It's about time that she got children, they thought.

"So…" the teacher continued "Mr. Lancer here will be taking her place. Come on in, Mr. Lancer…" Mr. Jefferson gestured to invite the new teacher in.

As the figure walked into the class, the whole class, excluded the boys, were gaping. Their eyes followed the movement of the new teacher dumbly, their body was stunned, literally, and they were completely speechless. (I bet you guys know what kind of syndrome is this with this kind of symptoms. Yeah, an "OMG, I JUST SAW A HOT GUY, SQUEEE" syndrome.)

The new teacher was tall man with fine posture. Behind his dark-colored coat, a neatly ironed white shirt was covered in black vest, and black tie was hanging from his collar. His violet hair was swept behind his ear on the right side, while his bang was loosely fall on the other side. And the black-framed glasses which covered his dark colored irises, with dangerous suitability, will surely make the 'megane-lovers' died from heart attack. He turned his head toward the students, almost making some girls fainted, and began his introduction. "My name is Garry Lancer, and I'll be teaching chemistry from this day forward. Nice to meet you all…."

Eve gaped. The whole class was gaping, but not as much as her. Her current mental state was like the titanic just hit an iceberg, utterly shocked. Is it…him? Is this man in front of the class…Garry? The same Garry she knew from Guertena' gallery? The purplette she knew to talk like a lady?

This handsome, OMGWTF sudden celebrity in Westhill High?

You gotta be kidding me…

Okay...so how'd it go?

When I wrote this chapter, I just finished watching the Avenger (I know it's late), so...yeah, you see the names...

But I really hope you don't mind...

And I want your opinion, since I write her name in Eve, and just in case you don't like it or felt strange with it, do you want our cute female protagonist to be named as Eve or Ib? 'cause I can change it just fine...

So...review, please? #puppy eye