Trrringgg... trrringgg....clack!

For some reason, I tend to wake up just before the alarm rings, must be a habit of always waking up at the same time. Last night I couldn't sleep well because the next day was the first day at my high school. Others find it exciting but me, it's a pain in the neck.

I get myself ready and head downstairs for some breakfast. My dad's always asleep in the morning as he has night duty so it's just me.

From a long time I've always loved eating cornflakes for breakfast and there hasn't been a single day where I skipped eating it.

I cycle down to my school feeling anxious and worried. Having friends wouldn't be so bad. There are types of people who sit alone and try acting cool. To be honest, they just don't know how to make friends. Well I'm not one to speak though. Even I have no idea how to make friends. I wonder why we can't do it like elementary kids just by saying it out loud, it was really simple back in the day.

While I was on my way, I saw someone with the same uniform as mine. It was a girl with black hair and had a pony tail on her, she was slim and a bit short. Her skirt was neatly ironed and reached her knees. She was fiddling with the tires on her cycle and I realized that her cycle was punctured. It felt awkward watching her trying to blow the tube with her mouth and for some reason I felt embarrassed. The people looked awkwardly at her and I had no choice but to call out to her.

" Oye, get on" I said in a clear voice.

" Oh don't worry, I think blowing it 3-4 times would fill the tire."

I wondered for a second that maybe all these years I didn't need a cycle pump. She blew at the tube and saw no sign of the tire inflating. I looked at her and she asked while blushing, " Can I get a ride?"

"Get on"

She wrapped her arms around my waist. I was really sensitive at my waist area and the slightest touch would make me jump. I felt her arms around my abs.

As I was cycling a traffic police called out to us.

" Hey you both. Don't you know it's against the rules to ride a cycle with two people on?"

I looked at my watch and found out that we were out of time. So I just showed him the thumbs up sign and continued cycling.

"HEY HEY HEY!!.....stop stop stop. Did you think a thumbs up would let you go?!!"

He mounted his cycle and started chasing after us.

" What do we do what do we do???!!" She banged my back with her fists.

" Don't worry, we'll outrun him."

I got onto a main road which was bustling with cars. It was the best way to hide.

" Playing hide and seek huh??! In 3rd grade they used to call me Hiroto the eliminator!! Hahaha." He cackled

"What the hell is he babbling about?" She looked behind.

I swerved through cars and heard a lot of honks and on the other hand the officer was getting yelled by the drivers for almost crashing into them.

Ever since I could I remember, I had an inhumane ability. I never knew how and why I got it. And I call it the 'danger sense' and it's more like a sixth sense. When I'm about to get hurt, there's a hissing sound and a feeling of black mist flowing towards me. I don't need to see it to know if I'm in danger. For example, now there's a car that's almost going to hit us, I felt a danger sense on the whole right side of my body telling me to move to the left. Even I'm not sure if it's my imagination , but it's true that I've been saved by this ability many times.

While I took my time to explain my ability, I looked back and the traffic officer was no longer seen

She giggled and said ," That was dangerously fun. No wonder women like to be chased."

I scoffed at her remark and entered the school's gate. She got off and held out her hand

"I'm Makino, class 1-B" she extended her hand

"Oh I'm Sugawara. Sugawara Daichi. I'm in the same class as you. Nice to meet you" I shook her hand.

"Woah.... We meeting must be some kinda fateful encounter" her eyes sparkled. I shrugged and we both ran towards our classroom.

"Hope our homeroom teacher is a nice person" I instantly regretted what I said and realized it was too late because I got jinxed. I opened the door and it was a female teacher. She had long black hair and the top was dyed brown. She wore a long sleeved white shirt and an office skirt. She looked like those typical office ladies who'd get hit on by male colleagues. For some reason, she was glaring at us. Me and Makino stood at the door awkwardly waiting for the teacher to say something.

"Do you both have anything to say about your late arrival?" She glared again.

I instantly understood that we wouldn't get together well.

I shrugged and couldn't say anything.

"Stand out." The teacher said," I'm not soft like other teachers"

"Huh?" I glared at her.

" I'm sorry ma'am, it's my fault we were late." Makino explained what happened on the way to school.

The teacher sighed and then said," Ok, whatever come in. But you"

She looked at me and continued," You stand out for this period. I saw you glaring at me. I don't welcome that kind of attitude in my class."

Makino tried convincing the teacher. But I patted her shoulder and told her

" It's ok. I didn't wanna attend the first period in the first place."

The teacher heard me and was about to burst about my remark but I shut the door before she said anything.

" What a way to start school huh.."