High School SweetHearts

"This is Only the Beginning."

Hope's Peak Academy. 

Hope's Peak was where everyone wanted to study. It wasn't easy getting here. My application needed to be perfect. 

It was the last year of middle school. I remember it well. My grandfather. Fuhito pushed me to get where I am now. Which I am thankful for. But I didn't apply because I liked the school. That was only a partial reason. The real reason was my father. He hated detectives. My grandfather wanted him to become a detective. My father refused and married outside of the Kirigiri name. He married my mother. 

The word mother often seemed foreign to me. My mother became ill when I was only seven years old. She was in the hospital for a few months before she died. My last memories of her being 'a white face floating above a hospital bed'. How I miss my mother. 

My grandfather never let me see her in her dying moments. This still haunts me everyday. Fuhito said becoming a detective was far more important. This caused a lot of my emotional issues. My grandfather often fed me BS about my father. It was sickening. 

But I didn't really want to be an heir of the Kirigiri name. Because of my training my feelings were often bottled up. As well as putting everything down for detective work. This made me emotionally unstable at times. Never getting time for myself. 

Aside from all that today was my first day at Hope's Peak Academy. It was making me nervous. I'd previously gone to an all girls middle school. My grandfather drove away an males that tried to talk to me. It was for my 'own good'. Sure thing old man. 

That was making nervous. But right now wasn't the time to chicken out. 

I moved into my dorm the weekend before. A lot of improvments had happened. My dorm was small but cozy. I also forgot to mention I got my first phone. Yeah 15 years old and never had a phone. My grandfather was strict with tecnology. 

But this wasn't issue. My issue where my gloves. I wore dark purple gloves. I had burned my hands while I was out for detective work. The memory was fuzzy sometimes I couldn't even recall the memory. So if people asked me I said it was for germs or some other lame excuse. 

This would be the first time I would get to see my father since I was young. I was looking forward to this. 

Today was really only the Welcome Ceremony. So I'm not expecting anything exciting to happen. 

Not wanting to stand out I chose to wear what I always do. 

I decided on my purple colored blazer. With a white long-sleeved blouse. A short black skirt. With my brown tie and knee-high boots. 

Classic. Oh, and how could I forget. Black low-rise briefs with a ribbon on the side. I wore this to hide...well..you...know. Yeah, I don't want anyone getting a view. 

It was time. Time for me to start my new life at this academy. 

The walk from the dorms to the school was only about 10 minutes. Not to long not to short. It was perfect. 

There was a sign it read 'Meet in gym for the 78th's Class Entrance Ceremony'. 

There were a few other signs leading me to the gym. The door was open. I clutched my school bag. There were so many people here. It was making scared. I wasn't much of social person. Being honest. I hated conversations. It took all my will to not walk back out. 

I walked inside the gym. I looked over to my right. There were bleachers in the color white. Some students were sitting there. But I didn't know where to sit. It was making me nervous.