Early in April, a few cherry blossom petals fall off the tree, signaling the start of spring. The temperature that still slightly cold may warm up over the next few days.
Ayanokouji Kiyotaka, with a bag on his shoulder, stepped through the main fence of his school. A new place, a new environment, a new life.
He secretly wondered, will freedom be with him in three years?
His brown eyes looked around. There were many other students wearing the same uniforms as him. Some of them seemed to be meeting friends for a chat.
'So, how should I start a friendship?' he thought while recalled the information he had read from the internet on Matsuo's phone.
Try making friends with a member of the same gender, usually you'll find something in common between you and them.
When one of the lines from the internet passed through his mind, his brown eyes came back wandering around, looking for another boy.
"That girl's breast look ...."
"No, it's about the thighs!"
"Oh, shit! Look, that girl's smile is so cute! I'm horny."
Ayanokouji thought it seemed like he could recalled another advice from the internet. Okay, next suggestion.
People in pleasant mood find it easier to accept invitations to make friends.
His eyes went back to his surroundings once his memory was able to recalled other advice from the internet. He could see a lot of boys and girls chatting with their friends.
If a boy appeared out of nowhere and joined the conversation with a blank expression, it would be extremely awkward.
Decide to think about it later, he stepped back. There's still half an hour before the first year's entrance ceremony. Unfortunately, in the middle of his step, the classic scene in the romance series took place.
Oh, he didn't bumped into a girl, but a boy.
"Sorry, I was in hurry, I wasn't paying attention to the road." That boy bowed a few times as he said he was sorry.
"That's okay, that was my fault too," said Ayanokouji, signaling to the boy that he should stop bow over and over again.
The boy smiled, he looks friendly and easy person to be with. The slightly blonde hair on his head was moving because of the wind.
"Are you also a first year student?" he asked.
Ayanokouji nodded. 'Looks like he is a first year student as well.'
As he stretched out his hand, he said, "I'm Hirata Yousuke, nice to meet you."
Not wanting to waste an opportunity, Ayanokouji took his hand. "Ayanokouji Kiyotaka, nice to meet you too."
"You want to go down the hall? How about we go there together?"
Seeing a golden opportunity to make first friends, he nodded as he followed Hirata's footstep.
"I'll call my friend, are you okay if I bring my friend?"
Responding to Hirata's remarks with a nod, he now following Hirata who seems to be approaching his friend. Their footsteps led to one of the cherry blossom trees. There, a girl was focusing on a polaroid camera.
"Suzune, sorry if I took too long."
She turned her head as she pointed her camera toward Hirata. She then look at a person next to hirata, she pointed the camera at the stranger.
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Classroom of the Elite : All I Want
FanfictionFreedom, freedom, freedom. Ayanokouji Kiyotaka, a Masterpiece of the White Room. The fifteen years old teenager chose to try to escape from the fate that his father had written for him. He entered Advanced Nurturing High School thanks to the advice...