Sweet

Ten

Being a second year transfer student in Inarizaki High, you were alone on the first day of school. Thankfully, you made it to your classroom without getting lost. Asking one of the faculty members that you came across with was indeed a great help regarding that matter. You situated yourself to a seat at the side, in the middle of the last column where there weren't many students gathering around. You didn't feel lonely, rather, you felt at ease knowing that no one was sparking an unexpected, awkward conversation with you. You grabbed your notebook to keep yourself busy, drawing some cakes from your shop that you were fond of.

A few seconds later, a figure suddenly plopped his bag on the desk in front of you, startling your solitude. You flinched a little, losing focus as your eyes shifted to the boy who was standing before you. Your eyes seemingly widened at the sight of a broad shoulder. You craned your neck, feeling a little intimidated by his height. You gulped a little, you weren't that short but this boy was probably a head taller than you or something. You presumed he was around 6 feet. His grey locks were fixed with gel but it framed the shape of his head well. You couldn't see his face because his back was facing you. But despite that, you knew he had an appeal that could captivate anyone, including you.

You almost flinched again when someone pulled the chair beside you, situating himself in the desk to your right. You carefully examined him and you wanted to at least see his features but he must've sensed that you were staring for his eyes suddenly met yours. You slowly blinked and looked away, keeping your cool. You only saw his face for a brief moment but his demeanor was swirling with sluggishness. Even his eyes were lazy. You could vaguely remember his pointed nose and chiseled jaw. His hair was that of ebony, a little brownish. Other than that, he was tall as hell too.

This made you a little uncomfortable, being surrounded by giants wasn't the best experience in a new environment. But you tried your best to keep grounded by going back to your notebook and continuing your sketch, a small smile etched in your lips. None of the boys spoke so that appeased you. At least they weren't trying to talk to you.

Minutes passed, your teacher finally arrived so you closed your notebook and gave your undivided attention to her. She oriented all of you about Inarizaki High and the things that you should expect upon studying here. As expected, she gave a little more time talking about the volleyball team. She then went over the other clubs then proceeded with other things that she needed to go over.

You silently took notes of the things that piqued your interest. You may not be the brightest, being in class 1, but that didn't mean you were lazy. It just so happened that when the gods decided to bestow intelligence upon every individual, your intelligence went to the cooking department and not in academics. You weren't a bad student per say, rather, you were quite average. You weren't failing any subject but you weren't acing all of them either. Except home economics, you loved that.

"Alright that's all of that. Now, feel free to take a tour around the campus all day. First day of school in Inarizaki High is all about familiarizing yourself with the place and looking for clubs that spark your interest. You're dismissed." The teacher smiled, a bright one at that.

With that, you blinked in confusion. It seemed like your expectations weren't met. Not in a bad way. You just expected this day to be a little hectic because Inarizaki High was a well-known school. So you thought the first day wouldn't be that forgiving, but you were proven wrong. You chuckled to yourself and packed your things. You should at least find a club if you want to make your stay in this school worth the while.

Out of the blue, the door boomed and a blond came staggering towards the desk in front of you. You were a little shocked but you didn't comment on it. "'Samu! Ya stole my lunch again!" The blond growled, grabbing the collar of the grey haired man before you. He was evidently unamused, his eyes sharp.