Mc, Nazan Itsuyoka is a 17 year old male with shaggy black hair. Average 5'8 boy. He lives with his mom in Tokyo with no other family. Pretty average childhood minus the fact he struggles with girls. He's popular and viewed as a class clown who likes to stir the pot.
Nazan's POV:
Some people see Tokyo as a dream destination. However, I see it as a prison. I've been here my entire life, barely even leaving Japan. Since I'm only 17, I don't have much of a choice but to suck it up and live here with my mom, Hina Itsuyoka. No siblings, no grandparents, no dad. He wasn't much in the picture to begin with. The only person I would consider my 'sibling' is my childhood friend: Ishuro. He's been my right-hand-man since day one.
Throughout our friendship, we both agree I'm more of a ladies man and Ishuro...well...he's geared more towards going to college and blah blah blah, all this other stuff. We've been through so much together. He's one of the only REAL friends I have. Most would consider me popular, not just with girls, but with everyone. I see myself as a loner who can't keep a girlfriend for the life of me. Ishuro tells me the problem is I'm not committed. Not only does Ishuro not let me hear the end of it, but I also hear the same thing from my mom. Ever since my previous relationship, my mom won't stop blabbing about it.
Ishuro Fumito, Nazans childhood friend, is quite the opposite of Nazan. He has maintained brown hair and wears glasses, about 5,6 also 17. Ishuro is reserved and doesn't like causing trouble. Seen as a class pet, he intends to graduate top of his class and excel in college. Besides the fact he apologizes for almost everything, he likes messing with Nazan for fun.
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"Nazan, you wonder why you can't keep a girl when you're not committed. You're always checking out other girls when you're dating one! Try keeping your eyes on her and maybe it will work. What happened to Emiko?"
"Didn't work out."
"And why's that?"
"I saw Kiyomi"
"That's your problem. You broke Emiko's heart cause you had the lovey dovey eyes with Kiyomi. And then what happened to Kiyomi? Never hear you mention her anymore?"
"Gosh will you give it a rest! I already hear this from Ishuro, I don't need it from you too. My relationships are MY business. Bud out"
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Yeah I may have a slight issue with girls...
I don't see the problem with looking from a distance. I can't help all these girls are boring when it comes to relationships. I just think my problem is I haven't met 'the one.' You know, THE one. Like in those movies where the girl moves to a new town waiting to meet her knight in shinning armor. And then the movie ends with their wedding? Yeah, all that cheesy bull shit. Well I THOUGHT it was cheesy: until miraculously we got a new transfer student in my class...
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"Alright class, today's a bit different. We have a new transfer student. Her name is Chizuru, so treat her with respect and give her a warm welcome." Itsuki sensei said allowed to our class.
The class is set up with two sliding doors on both ends of the wall. The wall across from this one is lined with windows overlooking to view from the 2nd floor. The desks are aligned in traditional rows with a chalkboard at the head of the class. Mc, Nazan Itsuyoka, is sitting next to his best friend, Ishuro, on one side and an empty desk on his other side along with other less important students spread among them.
"You hear that Nazan? A new transfer student. Not only that but a girl! Maybe she's 'THE one'" Isuro turned to me, along with other students turning to each other and began whispering.
"Oh shut it Ishuro. No more 'the one' talk when you haven't had your first kiss!" I snapped back while practically breaking down into a whirlpool of laughter.
"Hey! I'm saving all those special moments for someone special. Maybe after college. Unlike SOMEONE who falls head over heels for any girl to walk through that door" Ishuro said while turning red.
"Oh quit your blabbing you know that's-" I was cut off by the sound of one of the doors sliding open.
Through the doors entered a female who clutched her bag tightly and walked in with her head down.
Chizuru, new student, is a shy 17 year old girl with long hair that has a blue tint to it. Her shy personality is usually over looked and taken advantage of because of her curvy body. She doesn't like talking about previous events of what happened to her. She's 5'5 and you'd most likely find her nose deep in a book.
"Ah, there she is! Please, introduce yourself to the class." Itsuki sensei said.
Chizuru took a deep breath and slowly lifted her head to face her peers.
"Hello everyone. My name is Chizuru Sohma. I just transferred here from The States. It's lovely to meet you all." She concluded with a bow.
Everyone welcomed her while Nazan was babbling on about something.
"Chizuru, you'll be sitting next to Nazan. Itsuyoka, stand up!" Itsuki sensei raised his voice a bit.
"Huh? Oh right." I shot up and waved Chizuru over to the empty desk to my right.
She, again, walked with her head down and her bag clutched tightly, like she was afraid of someone snatching it. Chizuru hung her bag from the provided hook and proceeded to sit down and grab the necessary class utensils.
Nazan also took his seat again and started chatting with Ishuro.
"Psst Ishuro." I whispered.
"What is it Nazan, I'm trying to work." Ishuro, clearly frustrated said.
"I want to talk to Chizuru, what should I say? Should I compliment her? Or ask her how her trip was?" I asked
"Start by asking-"
And just like that, my chance...gone...
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Play Or Be Played
RomanceNazan Itsuyoka has lived in Tokyo since he was born. Within his 17 years, he's been in and out of relationships: until a new girl transfers into his class. While trying to balance a relationship, school, family, AND friends, there's new surprises ev...
