Seirei Private Academy—a name that once echoed through the corridors of history, where the children of Japan's most influential families walked the same paths. It was a school that had nurtured prime ministers, corporate moguls, and esteemed scholars. Yet now, in this generation, amidst the legends of the past, two figures shined brighter than all the rest.
Michael Kaiser. Alisa Mikhailovna Kujou.
The power couple of Seirei. A duo so untouchable, so ethereal in presence, that their very existence turned heads wherever they walked.
Whispers filled the grand courtyard as students parted like waves before them.
"Hey, look!"
"That's Kujou-san… The 'Aloof Princess'!"
"And Kaiser-kun… God's Chosen Emperor."
"Did you see his last match? His Kaiser Impact tore through PSG's defense like it was nothing!"
Amongst the students, a lone boy, new to Seirei, furrowed his brows. "Who are they? And why does that guy have a tattoo?"
His friend gasped, aghast at his ignorance. "You seriously don't know them? What world have you been living in?"
With hushed reverence, he continued.
"That's Michael Kaiser, the greatest midfielder and playmaker in the world at just sixteen. Half-Japanese, half-German from his mother's side, but he plays for Spain. He's Real Madrid's heart, their MVP, the one who won them La Liga with his final, unstoppable shot. His passing? Unmatched. His shooting technique? 'Kaiser Impact'—a move so legendary that even the world's best defenders fear him. Every club is desperate for him, and Japan itself is begging on its knees to have him play for the national team. Oh, and did I mention? He's also an eSports champion in PUBG."
The new student swallowed hard.
"And her?"
"Alisa Mikhailovna Kujou. Half-Japanese, half-Russian. A literal miracle of beauty and intelligence. She's ranked #1 in academics, an athlete beyond compare, and this year's student council treasurer. With her cold, untouchable presence, she's known as the 'Aloof Princess.'"
The new student blinked, trying to process the sheer gravity of their existence. "They must be impossible to approach…"
His friend scoffed. "Obviously. But if you're lucky enough to talk to them, you better pray you don't make a fool of yourself.
At the center of the courtyard, Kaiser walked with his hands tucked casually into his pockets, exuding effortless dominance. Beside him, Alisa moved with refined grace, her silver hair catching the sunlight like woven moonlight.
Speaking in Russian, Kaiser smirked. "Alya, you really know how to attract unnecessary attention."
Alisa sighed, her sapphire eyes flickering toward him. "Says the guy girls are ready to die for. The whole school—and Japan—worships you as their football and gaming god."
Kaiser leaned in slightly, whispering. "They can think whatever they want. But my body and soul? They already belong to you."
Alisa's cheeks dusted the faintest pink. "Idiot Mikey. You're still such a showoff."
Kaiser chuckled. "Really? Just trying to impress you made me a world-class player. You were always my lucky charm. How about we go on a date?"
Alisa exhaled softly, her voice gentler now. "Having you by my side is enough."
Kaiser grinned. "Wow, my tsundere princess is being honest today. I like that."
Alisa huffed. "Shut up."
Just then, an interruption. A fool, or perhaps a man blinded by arrogance, stepped forward.
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I THINK HE'S ABOUT TO SAY HELLO TO HER!
LOOK! THAT'S ANDO-SENPΑΙ OVER THERE! THE MOST POPULAR STUDENT AMONG THE GIRLS!
IS HE AN IDIOT TRYING TO FLIRT INFRONT OF KAISER SAMA
Ando Senpai. The most popular second-year among the girls. He had made a name for himself through sheer confidence and charm.
But today, he would make a fatal mistake.
He stepped forward, completely ignoring Kaiser's presence, his eyes locked solely on Alisa.
"Hey. Morning."
Alisa's gaze turned ice-cold. "…Good morning."
Ando flashed a practiced smirk. "My name's Ando. I'm a second-year. We haven't spoken before, have we? I've been hoping to talk to you for a while. Maybe, during lunch break today…"
Alisa didn't even hesitate. "No, thank you."
The courtyard fell silent.
The rejection was swift. Absolute. Brutal.
Murmurs erupted.
"She shut him down instantly!"
"Man, she's cold."
"Of she has THE Kasier as her boyfriend"
But Ando wasn't done. In a final, desperate move, he dropped to one knee, presenting a rose to her. "If you could just give me your contact info… or accept this flower, at least…"
A grave mistake.
Alisa's expression didn't waver as she took the flower—only to crush it in her delicate fingers. "I am not interested in you. I already have my Michael. And also YOU'RE VIOLATING THE SCHOOL DRESS CODE WITH THAT OUTFIT."
For the first time, Ando seemed to notice the looming presence beside her.
Kaiser had remained indifferent until now, his hands still in his pockets. But now, with a lazy smirk, he lifted his foot and drove it into Ando's gut with a Kaiser Impact.
The second-year was sent flying, crashing onto the stone pavement.
Kaiser finally spoke, his voice laced with regal amusement. "Oi, pathetic commoner. You had the audacity to flirt with my girl in front of me? Let me remind you—peasants like you should be honored just to breathe the same air as us. You should simply bow before our greatness."
He leaned in slightly, his blue eyes flashing with dangerous amusement. "You're lucky I'm in a good mood. Next time, I'll break your face."
Alisa barely spared Ando a glance. Instead, she turned to Kaiser, speaking softly in Russian. "Disgusting."
Without another word, the couple walked away, leaving Ando crumpled on the ground.
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"IT'S OVER!"
"ANDO-SENPAI'S CHALLENGE ENDS IN FAILURE!"
"KAISER-SAMA IS REALLY RUTHLESS."
"GOOD FIGHT, THOUGH. HE'S LUCKY KAISER-SAMA DIDN'T KILL HIM."
"WHAT DID SHE SAY AT THE END?"
"I DUNNO. SOMETHING IN RUSSIAN."
"MORE IMPORTANTLY, DID YOU HEAR KAISER-SAMA'S SPEECH? HE REALLY IS AN EMPEROR."
"WHO ELSE COULD HAVE ALISA KUJOU? ONLY MICHAEL FREAKING KAISER."
"THEY AREN'T JUST STUDENTS. THEY'RE IDOLS."
As Kaiser and Alisa disappeared from sight, the legend of their unshakable bond only grew stronger.
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