TWO

Chapter 1 - The Book.

-AUTHORS POV-

Y/N was sitting on the rooftop of the school reading her favorite book (enter favorite book here). The beautiful cherry blossom trees dancing in the wind and the smooth soft wind blowing her luscious h/c hair to the side. It was a quiet peaceful day around lunch time until Y/N heard a high-pitched laugh from a girl coming behind her. Y/N decided to ignore it and continued reading until she saw the ground coming closer and closer until a *Thud*.

Y/N yelped in pain while climbing back up to her feet. There she saw a group of girls with the leaders hand on her hip holding Y/N's book in the air waving it around her face. "Oh look here! Here she is, the dumbass of the century" the leader laughed out with the other girls laughing behind. Y/N felt angry but she held her composure since the bully is apart of the student body.

While the girls kept teasing Y/N to fight, Y/N refused to land a hand on the girls knowing the outcome. The girl called Y/N a scaredy-cat and told her to get on her hands and knees and meow. When Y/N shook her head "no" the girls threw her book on the floor and decided to stomp on it. Knowing that they did not get a reaction out of Y/N they decided to throw it away.

Right when the book went inside the trash can the bell rang and Y/N took off knowing if she was late to her next class she would be in a huge amount of trouble.

Y/N's POV

While I was running down the halls in a rush I saw somebody in the corner of my eye who was walking to the rooftop. I was worried about being late so I decided to ignore him and kept on running. When I finally reached the classroom the bell rang; I quickly rushed to my seat and got out all of my supplies that I needed. Sitting in the seat I heard a door slam open, startled, I jumped up.

With many students looking shocked I saw a boy with black hair that looked wet. Questioning, there was a loud noise coming from outside and it was pouring down raining.

Regretting my decision of not bringing an umbrella before I left this morning I couldn't help but wonder about that boy I saw on the rooftop. It didn't look anything like this boy that was covered in water but it was still a lingering thought in my mind. However, the black haired boy wasn't alone, next to him was a brown haired boy who seemed perfectly dry and calm.

The teacher seemed excited to see the brown haired boy and quickly welcomed him inside leaving the black haired boy on his own walking to his classroom.

Akari's POV

Sitting on the rooftop I heard some laughter I payed no mind to it until I heard thud. There I saw a girl on the floor standing up with a group of girls teasing her with a book in their hand.

It looked like it owned to the girl who showed no emotion. Ready to walk to the door to go to class I saw the group of girls throw a book in the trash while the one girl took off. After the bell rung and I heard everyone leaving the rooftop I walked over to the trashcan and took out the book that seemed dirty from being stepped on.

Analyzing the book I opened the cover to find a sticky note in the shape of a butterfly that said "Y/N's book, DO NOT TOUCH". Lifting an eyebrow I put the book in my bag and walked to class.

Authors POV-

After hearing a loud bang from the door opening and everyone in the class settled down after seeing a teacher excitedly ushering a brown haired boy inside.

Mrs. Hellavic shouted out "Everyone please welcome our new student, Akari Kai! Mr. Kai please introduce yourself". While everyone was waiting for Akari to speak, Y/N was drawing on a small notepad on her desk, she glanced up at the brown boy who was kind of... cute. "Hello, my name is Akari Kai, I am a transfer student from Kyushu Highschool" with hearing Akari's voice Y/N looked up and looked at the boy with a welcoming smile.

With Akari noticing they both looked shocked and looked away. Hearing a girl in the corner scoff after realizing Y/N looking at the boy; Akari have a quick questioning look at the girl who made a weird noise then looked at the teacher as if to say "Where is my seat?".

Mrs. Hellavic pointed to a seat that was next to a boy that didn't talk that much. With the entire rest of the class period that seemed quiet and boring the rest of the day was as normal as can be.