Life as a beautiful girl.

(December 14th-20XX-Wednesday)

(Renju high—Entrance—After school)

"Kirashima Yuuji. That's my name. I am a seventeen year old highschool student from Renju who comes from an ordinary family in Japan. I have a face that can be considered plain by men's standards, but most girls say sometimes it looks pretty handsome in their eyes. I have messy, typical Japanese black hair and dark brown eyes. I have a tall, maintained body, about one-hundred and seventy-five point one centimeters."

I waved to every students who attended the school as I made my way to the gate.

"See you tomorrow!" I smiled and waved to another group of friends.

Likewise, they grinned and waved back.

"Ohhh! Kirashima-senpai! See you tomorrow!" They yelled.

"Kirashima-senpai!" Some girls called my name.

I gave them a wave and they squealed in response.

"Ah, right. I am also popular with the student body and teachers because of my friendliness and intelligence. Too bad all of that has to end, because three months from now, I'm going to graduate from this wonderful school where I've made many wonderful memories with."

The sun began to set in the horizon as I walked out of the gate and turned to the right.

"My likes are cooking, baking, experimenting with various types of ingredients, cats, and riding my motorcycle."

I walked to the school's parking lot and saw some of the students returning home with their bicycles.

"My hobby is listening to music, playing games online with my friends across the world, dancing, and doing workouts in my usual gym.'

I head towards my jet-black touring motorcycle and sat in its soft seat before hanging my school bag and put on the gloves.

"My dislike is... well, it's too many to talk about."

When I was about to wear my helmet, I hear talking behind the school.

"Hmm...?" I catched some of the words they're talking with my better than better hearing and turned my head to where they came from.

I put my helmet back down on the mirror and got down from my dear bike before heading towards where the talking came from.

As I got closer, I could hear them clearly now.

"...Hey, guys. Isn't she beautiful?"

"Yeah, look at that body..."

"What do you think?"

"Cosplay, eh? Well, I could dig that."

"Hey, miss. Come with us. We promise we'll show you a good time."

"Seriously man? Are you seriously going with that?"

"Yeah! Think of something more creative."

"Well, I'd like to hear what you bastards had in mind, then."