Imperfect Romance

She Might Be Interesting After All

It was April which meant that the new school year started at the prestigious Seido High School. The sound of endless chatter filled the entire school as students were trying to figure out which classrooms they were assigned to, meeting possible new friends, and as well as old friends from their previous junior high schools.

Among the wave of new students surrounding the big white bulletin board where it had the names of the first year students along with their assigned classrooms, there was Miyuki Kazuya. Unlike his peers, he wasn't interested in knowing if his new classmates were going to be nice or wondered whether or not he would make friends and perfectly fit in. He just didn't care. He just wanted to know his class number and bounce. 'Class 1-B, perfect.' He thought . Miyuki wasn't there to make friends since he always deemed it both unnecessary and troublesome. He was there to play baseball and won't let absolutely anything (or anyone) distract him from the sport that he loves so much or his goals of going to nationals.

Miyuki made his way to the first year floor in search of 'Class 1-B' while trying to ignore the stares and the whispers from many girls throughout the hallways. Even though he tried not to pay attention to them, he couldn't help but overhear sometimes how girls would gush about how hot he was while giggling with their friends, which in turn almost made him blush in embarrassment. While it was sort of nice to know that he was considered to be attractive by the opposite sex, it was also a hassle for him because it resulted in unwarranted attention and confessions. Ever since he had a growth spurt girls just wouldn't leave him alone.

'I guess that's the price to pay for being pretty.' He snickered to himself.

He decided to stop taking his sweet time and hurry up so he can arrive at his new classroom on time. Today not only marked the first day of classes but also the first day of morning baseball practice where everyone introduced themselves to the coach and hoped to make a good first impression. Unfortunately for Miyuki he did not made a good first impression since he overslept and showed up late to his first practice. Which made Coach Kataoka furious especially since he was really strict about not being tardy. Needless to say Miyuki had to run 10 laps as punishment before he could even join official practice. The least he could was to arrive to class on time this time around.

Once he arrived to his classroom he scanned the room and was welcomed with even more idle chatter. People were talking to each other and already forming cliques. He quickly scanned the room again in search of an empty desk and found one by the window in the second to last row. 'Perfect.' He thought. Miyuki didn't particularly care for seating arrangements, but sitting in the back had certain advantages since he could always space out when he was bored with the lesson without getting caught by the teacher. Not to mention that he could also read the scorebooks in peace as well.

Miyuki sighed loudly as he took his seat not paying attention to the girl reading a book sitting behind him. 'Man, I'm tired from running all those laps. Not to mention I'm slightly sleep deprived as well.' He quietly whined to himself. Miyuki decided to lay his head on the table with both of his arms beside his head until the homeroom teacher finally came to start the useless introductions.

"Hyahaha. Don't tell me that you are tired already and we haven't even started yet." Miyuki heard a masculine voice say in a teasing tone.

'Who the hell laughs like that? He sounds like a hyena.' Miyuki thought lifting his head up from the table to see to whom that voice belonged to. Before him there was a green-haired teenage boy standing in front of him with a mocking smile on his face.

"Who are you?" Miyuki deadpanned.

"Whaaatt? We are on the same baseball team. My name is Kuramochi Youichi. I'm obviously in the same year as well. Ringing any bells?" Kuramochi said obviously very offended.