It was a cool sunny morning, slightly colder than usual. Strangely, I don't find any motivation to get up on my bed right now.

I feel my stomach churn as something heavy lingering inside me preventing me from moving comfortably making me even lazier. Weird feeling first thing in the morning and I hate this. 

But the clock is at 6:30 am. I'd usually leave at 7 am so I don't have enough time to waste now.  

I got up and left my room. I see no trace of my sister so I'm assuming she left by now. Both my parents are too busy with work to even come home.

My parents own the apartment we are living in now, they earn more than enough to afford one floor of an apartment building which is big enough for me and my big sis to live in.

We aren't fond of cooking so we usually just buy outside. She never complained and only tells me what should be for dinner. It's either one of us should buy for dinner.

I left the house and walked for 10 minutes to a nearby station. As usual, it's packed with commuters but I can go in and not get late for school. The train takes 15 minutes to the next station and from there I'll walk for another 10 minutes to my new high school. 

As I was getting close to the gate, something unexpected happened. An event you'll only see in manga and anime.

A very beautiful girl with gleaming silver hair and mesmerizing pale blue eyes were in my line of sight, she has the perfect rack size that thoroughly fits her sexy body, a beautiful unblemished face, smooth skin, and her smile revealing an innocence that anyone would be captivated.

She's wearing our school uniform that's perfectly showing her elegant figure. Looking at her she could stand against models in social media. 

Everyone turn heads as she walks pass through them.

She suddenly stopped walking and turn gaze in my direction as it looks like she noticed me. Your guy with a slightly good-looking face. I have dark purple-colored hair, brought down and brushed properly, about my complexion? I'm doing exercise to keep my body healthy and in acceptable shape.  

"Asamura and Aki-san Ohayoo" with a gracious bow, she greeted me.

With her beautiful voice, everyone got frozen. Then gazed at me with weird and curious stares. I'm not some kind of criminal here though. 

I responded with " Ohayoo Marika-san." she heard my greetings and gave me a warm smile then she walks through the gate.

Yes, as you are wondering she is Marika Kurisu, daughter from a famous Makira Group of Companies, a talented beautiful girl, top-notching the entrance exam above all new in-coming students and more importantly we know each other since middle-high school because of the background of our families.

This might not be our first encounter but it feels like draining all my energy.   

Looking for the classroom is the first you'll do after the opening ceremony. The long boring but informative and full of expectation speech from the school director would just make the students sleepy in the morning.

Then the entrance exam top-notcher speech captured the hearts of both girls and boys in the hall. None other than Marika Kurisu the cool beauty of our batch. Getting those too much attention I wonder if she gets tired too.  

As for me Asamura Aki, I came from a well-off family too of Accountants. Both my parents are accountants and some relatives and they're hoping I'll take the same path which I'm quite unsure about.    

As the name class lists came into view, I found my name in class 1-A with a very familiar name Marika Kurisu. This wouldn't be just a coincidence, right?

Students started piling up so I hurriedly left the crowd and headed to my designated room.

My class is on the 2nd floor of the Five-floor building in the west part of this campus. Karakura High School is a pretty big and quite prestigious school too with a strict rule when it comes to grades of their students.  

I walked through the left side of the building from the hallway heading to stares and in an unfortunate event Marika Kurisu is in front of me heading through stairs too. Now I'm left wondering how would this happen, by chance?  She noticed and stared directly at me. And she said. 

"What a coincidence Asamura-san looks like we're in the same class for this year. Please treat me well."  

She said with elegance. Such refinement you can feel from her.

"Yeah me too. Please treat me well Marika Kurisu-san."  

She put on a smile and started walking the stairs. I started walking too but a bit behind her. 

Our classroom came into sight and we entered. Only a handful of my classmates are inside and yet upon entering the class you can feel they're staring directly at Marika Kurisu. Such an extraordinary existence she is. 

I took the furthest seat at the back beside the window and Marika chose the seat beside me. I was perplexed!. Why would she choose the seat beside me? Wouldn't you wanna sit where girls are gathering too?

Well not like I could stop her. Is this what she meant by Please look after me? Ugh, why am I feeling tired this early in the morning?  

My classmates are already forming groups, factions depending on their first impression from each other and like maybe.

Everything starts with a single talk. Like otaku looking-boys are talking from a group of four people already.

And the most noticeable is the group of a handsome guy that looks like he came from a well rich family. Another four more good-looking guys around him and few girls sticking around him.

I could feel a lot of stares from girls around my class too. If I'll describe myself, I'm also in a good-looking category and I'm proud of it. But maybe just because Marika is sitting too close to me and what happened this morning.  

After a few minutes, our homeroom teacher entered the classroom. And everyone went to their seat then she started her introduction. 

"I'm Tachibana Rei, your homeroom and English teacher. I'm looking forward to being with you all for this year." 

One word to describe her. Hot. She has long black hair void of imperfection, no split ends, or unbalanced color giving off elegance. She has beautiful deep gray eyes that would suck you up. A lovely face and white smooth skin.

Her neck is sexy which would make anyone wanna kiss it. Her boobs are in perfect size equivalent to her good figure while wearing formal attire for a teacher just emphasizing the sexiness of her body.

A woman of desire for a healthy young man like me. On the first day of high school and I've already witnessed two high-class beautiful people. What a day to celebrate.  

While I'm trying to point out all my teacher's good points. Marika Kurisu-san is staring at me with dull suspicious eyes. Wait! It's not what you think I swear! Sweat ran down my spine.  

Tachibana-sensei started homeroom and announced everyone's introduction. 

This is why I hate the first day of class. The nightmarish class introduction. I'm always left dumbfounded on how I should introduce myself.

What are the basics of class introduction? Name, hobby, family lineage? I don't think we need to include the last part. I'm cracking my brain thinking of what should I tell about myself but nothing comes to mind. It went fast and now it's Marika Kurisu's turn. She stands up and started her introduction.  

"I'm Marika Kurisu. If you need something to ask me please don't hesitate. I'll be happy to know everyone. Please treat me well. "

Finished with a bow and she took her seat with elegance. As expected from a talented rich lady girl like her.

After that, it's my turn so I stand up and start my introduction.  

"I'm Asamura Maki. Please treat me well. "

I finished my introduction as simple as I could with a cool and a bit of a smile on my face. What kind of face should I even make here.  

While I'm looking exhausted, Marika Kurisu glance at me with a smile on her face. Is she teasing me? Say a word, will you? You stealing glances is kinda embarrassing. 

As classes went on Marika continued stealing glances at me. Why would she do that? Does she want something? How could I relax like this? Please can you give me a break? For crying out loud. I sighed.  

Classes went fast and lunch break came. I was about to stand up when Marika Kurisu looked directly at me and spoke.  

"Asamura-kun, can I invite you to have lunch with me? " 

Huh? I was left dazed. Why would you ask me that? Do you need anything? Is this the reason why you kept stealing glances at me? I'm full of questions in my head and I don't feel good about this. After that, I came back to my senses and replied. 

" Yeah sure."  

The only words I could muster. I wonder what kind of face I'm making right now.  

And my first year of high school begins here.