Once upon a time....
I'm kidding, this isn't one of those stories. It doesn't have any princesses or singing animals. And I assure you...it is not about a man saving the damsel in distress.
This story starts with a girl, her age 15, her name Tokyo. Nice ring to it, right? Her story may be sad, trust me it is.
So let's begin... but where do we begin? How about we start at the beginning of her troubles.
She walks down the hallway at the highschool. Wearing the red and white freshman uniform that seemed to be making the skirts shorter every year. A laptop under one arm and a water bottle in the other.
Now you might want to remember those two things. As I was saying, she walked into her homeroom sitting in a random seat, since no seats were assigned.
Laying her head on the table she heard a loud thunderous voice from behind her.
"Hey, new kid get the fu*k out of my seat. I don't know where you come from, but here power give you status. That seat is for the boss in other words me..."
Now you may think "Wow, this kid made a huge fuss about something so small." But in this world you have to take every chance you get to show your power.
Now where were we? Right the Drama King was giving his speech. Now living in this world for her entire life Tokyo knew the rules and wanted the least trouble possible.
She simply got up and sat in another seat. Of course the "Boss" wasn't going to let her go that easily.
"You know what I think I like this seat better.Move!" he stood by the girls desk waiting for her to get up and move.
Now Tokyo hated trouble but she wasn't just going to let an asshole bother her that easily.
"The only way your going to sit here is by sitting on my lap and I'm not into that kinky shit. So unless you plan on moving me out of here yourself, I'm sorry but your not getting this seat." after all of this a smile appeared on the girls face and she continued to rest her head on the desk.
The boy who was now stuck to the ground by some force called embarrassment picked up the water bottle and dumped it on the girls head.
Now this is where Tokyo's story begins, pretty romantic right?