Aya's P. O. V.
I couldn't believe it! I was in SAO! The excitement overflowed my virtual body as I screamed joyfully
Aya: Wohooo! SAO, here I go!
I looked around, trying to get used better to my environment and body. I stretched my arms and legs as far as I could and walked around in circles, jumping a little bit and doing stupid stuff like the immature child that I am. My body had its limitations, but the way it behaved surprised me; one could easily confuse this bunch of ones and zeros with a normal body. This was scary, I thought to myself, but awesome at the same time. I then looked at myself. I was as tall as I am in real life, which sucked because I'm short -164cm is not the height desired by any-, but I liked my outfit. It was basically a dark purple tunic and a chestguard for the upper part, while a knee-length short skirt and black boots covered the lower one. I reached to feel my hair, which ended on my shoulders. It was completely purple, except for a pink lock on my right side. I sighed; I liked to have my long hair, but this will have to do. One cannot expect perfection from avatar appearances that are chosen at random; thank God my clothes matched, according to me at least. I smiled as I saw other players ahead of me. I almost ran forward. I couldn't wait for the adventures that SAO had for me! I started to imagine the quests I would do, the battles I would win, and, at last, earn the title of a winner.
Back in real life, I could never aspire to be the protagonist; the most I've ever been is the stupid sidekick that has to tag along with the main character. I do have good friends, and I am fairly popular, but people always take advantage of me. And the worst part? I let them. I have a rough time knowing the difference between being kind and becoming someone's dog. I like to help others, but I always overwork myself in it, which leads people to believe that I will do everything for them. I know it is easier to hide your own faults, and I could lie and say that I am perfect so everyone likes me, but I won't. I will tell the truth as it is, no sugar coating and no covering errors. If I want to be known as who I trully am I will expose every single ugly thing about myself because I am human and I am not perfect. I prefer to be sincere about it. If I am great, I will say so, and if I am trash, I might as well say it too. Why lie?
It is true that I am always the one behind the scenes of the main actor, but not this time. Here, in SAO, where anonimity is the ruler, I can be another person and finally become the protagonist, the hero of my own story and stop being just a side character. This wish to become someone else, this urge to find this new me, made adredaline run through my body. I was about to sprint with all my strength towards this sea of opportunities right in front of me, but, before I could even take a step, I froze. I then remembered: Seth. I suddenly felt immense remorse; I still didn't reply to his friend request. I quickly opened my menu and saw the request pop up in front of me. As I accepted it, I felt really bad; Seth must have been so worried about me, while I goofed around not caring one bit. I sat down on the concrete, resting my legs on the floor completely, on on top of the other, while I looked at the horizon. I sighed; this place was beautiful, too beautiful. Maybe this is where I belong. I closed my eyes and breathed in and out as I smiled to myself. I was at last, in peace.
But this peace didn't last long. I heard footsteps hurrying towards me. It must be Seth, I thought. I'm such an asshole to make him so worried sick. I was about to apologize, but something happened that I didn't expect. The person running hit me, making me loose my sitting position and somehow roll on the floor. I almost cursed, but then realized that one cannot feel pain in the game. I just sighed; I knew that it couldn't be Seth, he would never be so reckless. I saw a boy on the floor too, not too far away from me. He got up, dusting his clothes. Guess he was too excited about SAO, heh. Can't blame him, I almost did that too, and I bet this would've happened to me also at one point of the little race I intended to do. He was wearing a blue long-sleeve shirt with a brown chestguard (?) on top, and brown gloves, short-boots and pants. He ruffled his black hair while standing diagonally to me. I caught a glimpse of his dark eyes. He looked older than me; he even looked like the classical handsome fantasy protagonist. He looked at me and immediately rushed to my side. He offered me his hand
Xxx: I'm so sorry. I didn't notice you. Are you alright?
Holy shit he's hot. He looks older than me, but fuck it, it's an avatar. I hesitantly took his hand, being pulled up gently by his arm.
Aya: I'm fine, no worries. Thanks for helping me up. Are you ok? It looks like you had a harder fall than me.
Xxx: I'm fine, thanks...
He kept quite for a while, putting his hand behind his neck. He seemed dumbfounded. Did I say something wrong?! Goddamit Aya!
Aya: You ok there?
Xxx: ...I thought you would be mad at me for tripping on you.
Now I was the dumbfounded one. Why in hell would I get mad? I mean, he didn't want to hurt me on purpose.
Aya: Why would I? It was an accident. It's ok, really.
I smiled at him with complete honesty. Did I make things akward here? Shit, I think I did, but what did I do?!
Xxx: Wow, you're so nice.
Aya: Um...thanks?
I giggled at his words.
Aya: Is being nice a weird thing now?
Xxx: Well, people are mostly rude, and finding someone like you is rare, especially online.
I blushed. Holy shit, he complimented me. He is handsome and a gentleman, holy fuck.
Aya: Thank you, I guess, heh...
God why can't I stop blushing?!
Xxx: What's your name, by the way?
Aya: Um, it's Aya. And yours?
Xxx: I'm Kirito.
Aya: Kirito? Nice name.
I was about to keep on talking, but I felt someone touch my shoulder. Before I could turn around, I heard the player say
Seth: Hey, Aya. How's everything going?
