No one knows ayanokoji's past.

Chapter 1

Equality. What do you say about it? It is the union of similarities between an individuals? Or the same treatment addressed to an individuals? Maybe something more general like, " We are of the same species." In my opinion true equality doesn't exist why? Because we are not born with just our bodies, some have academic talents, some are critical thinkers, and other excel in physical abilities and above these all people are those who impeccably balanced the talents mentioned earlier. The existence of those kind of people is enough to ridicule equality. Some firm believers of 'equality' might refute this statement by saying "ensuring that every individual has an equal opportunity to make the most of their lives and talents." It might look like it makes sense but is there really a way to make most of one's innate
talent? or...to entirely get acquired talents, who knows... My name is Ayanokoji Kiyotaka a teenager that is currently on his way to venture highschool life with a public bus carrying him. As a common thing between different education systems highschool is a very essential stage of education. Highschool time flows symmetrically with mental maturity someone undergoes as a highschool student. And those students who are seated to the back and front of me are going to experience that, of course me included since we are enrollees of the same school as the uniform vertifies. The bus stops to pick passengers as we are halfway to our destination, there enters a pregnant woman with another child holding her hand who seems like he is no older than 5 years and daily shoppings on the other hand of hers but unfortunately the bus seats are full and only the standing-supporter is available it just my estimate but she looks like she has no more than 3 months left to give birth and I am sure the people looking at her now thinks the same, then a girl with a fairly brown hair breaks the cycle of glancing at the women and says

"Miss I can carry your shopping if it feels heavy on you."
"Thanks, but it doesn't feel heavier than standing" the women replied, making a disappointed face the girl then looks at the seated people- the first row was her target, there was only one person wearing the same uniform as me it was a girl with long black hair other features invisible to me. Feeling a certain type matching the brown haired girl asked

"Could you give your seat to this woman please?" To the black haired one her blue eyes focused on her, but unexpectedly the black haired girl ignored her flipping a page of the book she was reading. That caused a little change in the expression of brown haired girl but she decided to move to the next row where a blonde man rather a highschooler was seated smiling at the previous scene. The girl once again asked " Could you please give you sit ?" The boy looked straight at the girl and said " Would I do that?" That surprised the girl " Huh? 'Cause she is pregnant and more over holding a child with her hand"

"I am not involved with her pregnancy so why do I care?" This made the pregnant woman's face a little disgruntled but for the most's surprise she didn't say anything. " Helping people under conditions is a common sense why would you not do that?"

" Living by common sense is for the common my lady" this statement of his attracted the ears of many whether they support it regardless. The girl shut her month after a repeated movement of her soft looking upper lips and looks like she decided not to talk to the boy anymore which is a wise choice. She seems to give up but before that she took a look at the third row, " It's okay, immature seeds are eyesore untill they take colors" That doesn't sound so objective as she took a glance at the boy and sighs. This made the girl more motivated and return her gaze to the third row which I was seated at and looked at the boy seated next me and for the third time asked but informally this time,
" Hey man do you mind giving your seat?" The boy who was wearing glasses waited for sometime but stood up from his seat offering it to the pregnant woman. And so this interesting scene ends, and silence hugged the bus as the pregnant women sits next to me her other child between her legs. We arrived at our destination were a big institution could be seen a couple meters away- ANHS my school for the next 3 years. I walk those couple meters and reach the school gate. As I walk in I saw great variety of people which was new to me it felt like a lost cub returning to it's fellow lions. And there I spot a wiggling long black hair to my left and turn around a bit to see the full features of the girl reading a book on the bus, she was probably what authors of the numerous books I read beautiful. She then turn her face to me who was already looking straight predicting her face path by the movements of her silky hair but to my surprise she looks at my face the same as I did earlier but a longer than I did which earned a glance from me that made her surprised of... What she was doing and turn her face flustered, I could give several explanations to her action but let's skip that. I then proceed to walk to my classroom which is class 1-D. I enter the classroom which was half full and walk to the seat where my name plate was, and happen to be where the window was located. I sit there managing my posture and expression to be pleasant and approachable because one of the goals set for me were enhance my already outstanding knowledge of psychology by watch people interact with each other or me. And there enters the black haired girl and walks closer and closer to me untill she sits next to me. Oh we are in the same class, My surprise run out as I already seen the brown haired girl and the the blonde boy
seated in the class, but the boy with glasses no where to be found in the class.
As I was thinking I noticed the gaze of Some of my female classmates as well as few boys well-well subjects to my study will come soon, and a boy with a greenish hair two seats in front of me approaches a with a smile but I didn't specifically look at him until he spoke

"Hello there, my name is Hirata youske, what's yours?" Good subject number-1.

"My name is Ayanokoji Kiyotaka nice meet you." I said as I manipulated my expression to more of a smile. That made him talk more than he originally intended to which tells us when you extend your hand for closeness the other does equal or in some cases more than you, of course I already know that that's why I did that. Surprisingly I was attracting attention starting from when I opened my self to the green haired boy mostly from my female classmates well my knowledge in opposite sex attraction is limited to only books so I don't have a much to say other than what the books say. The brown haired girl which was talking with her female classmates walks to me and starts a conversation.

" Hi, my name is Matsushita chiaki "

"Nice to meet you Matsushita my name is Ayanokoji Kiyotaka." I said with a brighter expression than what I showed Hirata. To which I noticed a positive reaction. So she will be subject number-2 then, it good that I found female subjects.
The class now is almost full and then enters the last couple of students but what is more interesting is that there was a person I was watching on the Conner of my eye that arrived after me but greatly socialized with boys and girls alike. When I was analyzing with the same expression I wear normally I found that the black haired girl was glancing at me to which I didn't look at her but was curious of what was she thinking. When I was thinking a woman who seem to be a teacher entered the classroom.