Asami Sato was settling into her routine for the new term at school. It was a good routine, or at least, Asami thought so. She had plenty of leisure time, maintained her perfect physique, and was still at the top of the class at St. Raava's Preparatory School. She was a junior now and the most popular girl in the school, so she felt compelled to set an example for others. Asami wanted everyone around her to be as happy as she was.
Her typical routine went like this: At 5:30 AM she would wake up and hit the gym for about an hour. Usually cardio and some light calisthenics. She would be back in her dorm by 6:30 so she could shower, she didn't like the locker room showers much. She would put on her uniform: a white dress shirt, striped tie (students could wear the color associated with the nation of their heritage – or white which indicated a mixed background or unknown), black blazer with the St. Raava's arms on it, and grey slacks. Girls could also wear a grey skirt if they wanted but they had to wear knee high socks with it or tights. On most Fridays they were allowed to wear a vest with the St. Raava's arms on it, rather than their blazers.
After that she put on her makeup and did her hair in a meticulous manner. By a few minutes after 7 each morning Asami would be in the dining hall, ready for her day. Breakfast wasn't served until 7:30, so she was usually the first one there. She didn't mind at all though. She would read or visit with her friends that were early as well.
At 8:15, the bell would ring that it was time to go to morning classes. Classes were broken up by lunch and a few breaks, where she was able to chat with her friends some more. Once classes were through for the day, she would eat dinner and start on her homework. After that was out of the way, she was able to spend several hours with her friends and admirers in the student lounge before curfew.
Asami had a lot of admirers. She would never admit it, but she enjoyed the attention. What was the point of being so beautiful if people weren't nice to you? Asami had dated a few of the boys that vied for her attention, but she had never liked having a boyfriend. She wondered vaguely if there was something wrong with her, but she didn't put too much thought into it. She had a perfect life, of course nothing was wrong with her. So Asami told everyone that she didn't really like commitment, as that was a good enough excuse to keep some of the boys at bay, but not always. Asami had failed at her desire to remain uncommitted recently though, as she had agreed to date her long-time friend Mako.
On the third day of term though, everything changed for Asami.
It started as a day like any other. She went to the gym, showered, and then went to the dining hall. While she waited for her friends, she read a romance novel. It was just for fun, not to try and find out if the lustful passages would actually turn her on for once. As she tried to figure out why a particular thing in the book was making the characters scream in ecstasy, her best friend Opal sat down beside her.
"I don't know how you do it, Asami." Opal told her.
"Do what?" Asami asked.
"Get up so early. I'm barely awake by the time you're leaving the room to come down here. The fact that you've already worked out before then is mind boggling."
"I could try and wake you up, if you want. We could go to the gym together!"
"Eh, no thanks. I'll stick with my sleep and work out the minimum required in PE."
"Suit yourself."
At that moment, Mako and his brother Bolin came into the dining hall. Not far behind them were Jinora, Ikki, and Kai. The dining hall was pretty full by now, as it was almost time for breakfast. The group of friends came and set their belongings near Opal and Asami.
"Hey, babe." Mako greeted her and placed a kiss on her cheek.
"Good morning." Asami greeted him. He is quite handsome, I think I made a good choice, she thought.
