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Yukiteru-kun POV

Wow, I'm actually here. I never thought I could possibly go that far. I mean, I know I'm only 14 but still.. 

Two months ago, a terrible incident happened where long story short, I almost died. I was terrified, I couldn't even move out of my bed. I was afraid I'd piss myself in public so I avoided going outside at all costs. I'd stay wrapped in my blanket facing a wall all day. That went on for two months because I couldn't stand looking outside. Outside out of my bed, was a terrible world that I couldn't face and one where I would embarass myself terribly. I couldn't stand remembering that traumatizing memory of what happened all those months ago. My mother, fearing that I was just rotting away, transferred me to another school thinking it would help me cope over the situation. I don't think she thought that one through.

The moment I stepped into class, a crippling fear rose up my spine. It made me shrink and feel insignificantly small. I immediately wanted to curl up in my bed and never go outside. The outside world too much for me, my breathing hitched and my chest began to hurt. I never want to see the light of day if it's truly going to be so awful outside in the real world. Its so much better being stuck in my mind all day. Its lonely but it's better than almost dying, that's for sure.

I need to man up, this can't happen anymore. No, I can't continue being such a wimp. I need to learn to fight back, no matter how terrifying it sounds. I picked up my head and began walking. That confidence lasted for roughly three seconds.

I went and sat in the corner desk at the back of the class, away from all these new people, didn't even introduced myself. There was seven minutes before class started so I had time to relax before anything big was going to happen.

As the minutes ticked away, the class started to fill up and I got a few stares, cold stares, mean stares. My body couldn't help itself and it turned cold, my chest was starting to constrict. I was terrified, that these people don't like me already and a cycle of bullying would start all over again. Of course I was overthinking it, but once again I couldn't help myself.

Instead a girl went up to me. My face betrayed me and I felt it go up in surprise. The girl only slightly smiled but it wasn't one where it looked forced, like hey let me get this over with already, it was small but genuine. "Hey there, my name is Akane, and you're?" She stuck out her hand.

"Huh? Uh, me? I'm Yukiteru." She smiled at me, her green eyes shining. I shook her hand hand and let go. She just nodded in response. "No need to be shy Yukiteru. Well, see you around." She chuckled and left, going to her group of friends who just stared at me.

It's okay, they just stare cause I'm new. Their not making fun of me. I mentally scolded myself. Now there was only four minutes until class started and this time a boy approached me. He seemed tall, and had a scowl on his face. My anxiety shot up, making me tense up. This boy wasn't too tall once he reached my seat, but he had a cold stare, one that sent chills up my spine.

"That's my seat." The boy says indifferently. He had his hands in his pocket and I couldn't help but notice he had the palest skin I have ever seen. 

"Oh re-really?" My voice squeaked at the end. I shot up from the seat. The kid seemed mad, though I wasn't so sure, but I sure didn't want to tick him off even more. I mean, to get beat upp one the first day is terrible.