The Forbidden Love

Chapter One: What?!

Touka's POV

School days would be probably the worst days of my life. Like who does want to stay in school and listen to your fat teacher? It's kinda boring and nothing so exciting. Especially when it comes to the worst subject of all. M.A.T.H.  Whenever Math Subject is next, I would rather have this chair eat me than look at those long equations containing x's and y's. Like who cares about those letters?

I'm Kirishima Touka. Born in this world since July 1, 18 years ago. I won't lie when I said I hate school and I hate studies. Because I'm fucking serious about that topic. I'm not going to say that my grades are the highest of all because its definitely the opposite. I never got an A neither B in my life, I don't even care if I had one cause I think I won't love school whatever happens.

Just thank goodness that there's weekends, meaning NO SCHOOL. Those were the precious time I got and I spent those days carefully. Why are we even required to go to school? Damn it!

"Touka!" A hand hit the back of my neck as I drifted from my thoughts. I rub my nape and look at the stupid culprit. "You're slacking again. Not my fault." Nishiki rose his hands while glaring at me. Damn this sex addict.

"You don't have to hit me, Damn Nishiki!" I said then punched him square in the arms and walked over to one of the costumers. I even heard him complain.

"Damn Touka." He whispered but audible for me to hear. I ignored him and pulled out my small notebook.

"What's your order ma'am?" I asked holding the notebook and pen. I'm currently working on a coffee shop named Anteiku. We served pastries and coffee, of course.

"One cappuccino please." She said politely. I wrote down her order and walked back to Irimi-san and Koma-san.

"One cappuccino." I said slightly bored and irritated. I rest my hands on the counter and watched as Irimi-san prepared the order.

"Why are you being like that Touka-chan? Your first day of school as a freshman will start tomorrow." Koma-san notice my manners that made me feel more irritated. He just made me remember that hell starts tomorrow.

"Yeah. You should be excited right?" Irimi-san smiled as she pour the cappuccino into a well-designed cup.

"Well. That is the problem. I don't wanna go to school. I never wanted." I sigh telling the truth. Both of them know it anyway.

"Maybe because her grades won't get higher at least .1, right Damn Touka?" The jerk asked with the full tone of sarcasm. Swear, I'm going to kill this guy.

"Shut up, Damn Nishiki!" I glared at him as I get the cappuccino and place it in the tray I'm holding. I left the three of them and walked back at the costumer.

"Here it is. Sorry for waiting." I said plainly and served her the coffee.

Now I wonder how the hell did I pass the Kamii's exams? Most students spend nights reviewing to enter Kamii while me, I just pick the answer that I want without reading the questions. Wow, sugoi.

I went back at the counter and sat at the stall. I don't even feel like myself. I'm really bored and irritated stating the fact that school starts tomorrow.

I would stay here at the shop and serve coffee if possible, but the manager would scold me if I did that.

Sighing deeply for like the hundredth time, I groan in annoyance.

"Touka-chan, we'll be leaving you and Nishiki-san." Koma-san said holding his backpack alongside with Irimi-san.

"Huh? Why?" I asked absentmindedly even if I don't really care.