Chapter 1 - Class D

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***Eru Lawliet***

April was a strange time for school to start, even more so a strange time for the entrance ceremony, especially compared to my home England.

Looking around, I could see all kinds of people, old, young, and, of course, workers, but 70% of those on the bus were all students wearing a uniform similar to mine. I guess spring is a refreshing time to start school.

While I was looking at those around me, I also received some curious and wary glances from other students. However, I didn't really care about what they thought about me.

I looked around the bus, taking in the details of the people and the environment. I noticed that all students were young, around 15 to 16 years old. They looked nervous but somewhat excited as if they were going to enter a new world. But there were some people that were bored or disinterested. I guess I was also in that group.

I reached into my pocket and took out a candy. I unwrapped it and popped it into my mouth, savoring the taste.

"Don't you think the right thing to do would be to give up your seat?" At that moment, my eyes darted to an attractive girl that was curvy and slender with short hair that was next to an old lady addressing a blonde.

"Why should I have to give up my seat? The problems of others are hardly my concern, so why should I hand over my seat?"

"But you're seated in the priority seating. It would make sense to leave those seats for those who need them."

"I think you're confused here. The concept of 'priority seating' implies these seats are for those who can't find a seat elsewhere, offering a degree of comfort equal to that of others. What I am doing is merely seating myself in the best and only seats available, so if someone can't manage to secure a comfortable spot, that's their problem, not mine. I won't be inconvenienced just to cater to their will."

"That's just too cruel-!"

"Pardon my intrusion, but the lady can have my seat; I don't find these bus seats comfortable anyways," I say softly, removing myself from my crouched position on my seat and receiving strange looks as I do.

The girl was previously surprised, but a smile soon took over her face, "Oh, thank you so much! That's really kind of you," she says as she helps the elderly lady to my seat, who also thanks me.

"No need for thanks. The comfort of the seat was of little consequence to me. I hope you find it more suitable." I state calmly, now facing the girl.

"Even so, you could've ignored the situation, so thank you. I am Kushida. What should I call you?"

Kushida? She is a strange girl; most would avoid making a show like her, especially on the first day of class, "I appreciate the sentiment, Kushida," I say and proceed to chew on the hard candy in my mouth, "as for me you can call me Eru."

"Eru, huh? That's an interesting name. Nice to meet you! I hope we are able to become good friends while at school together. What class have you been assigned to?" Kushida asks, but instead of answering her question, I begin to fiddle in my pockets.

"Eru? Are you looking for something?" She asks curiously, looking at my hand.

"Yes, something very important," I respond seriously.

"What is it? Did you lose it?"

"Ahh found it," I say as I take out a hard candy and put it in my mouth, while Kushida just stares at me strangely. "What? Would you like one?"

Kushida smiles. "No, I was just thinking that Eru is quite unique."

"Unique? You think so?"

"I do, but in a good way, of course! Anyways-" Before Kushida can finish her sentence, the bus announces its arrival at Koudo Ikusei High School.

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