Bewitched

Chapter 1: Lost in Shinjuku

  (Y/N) POV

Once having stepped foot out of the train, I was set adrift with the moving bodies in an industrial sea, all moving like a tidal wave through to Shinjuku. You'd think that a city of 9.273 million people would be disorganized and chaotic, but not in this city. Tokyo is a map, in its own little way. A system that is unbeatable, chaotic in an orderly sense.

I should have been worried at this point. I had lost the rest of my school and was unable to see over the heads of these people. It was amazing that such an extensive area to walk on could be so immensely populous, so much so that my foot was only an inch away from the next person, and any unorderly movement would cause me to touch someone.

After successfully finding a strange looking café, (it was a cat café) I finally had some peace and quiet to work out how to use google maps, which didn't seem to be working at all. It kept taking me in the wrong direction, and I didnt have a wifi signal to message any other Lincoln academy girls. (That's my school) I groaned internally, my mind pondering blankly. How do all these girls find their way? How do their parents let them walk out by themselves?

The girl next to me looked about the same age as me, also on her phone. She was wearing a school uniform, that had a crest embroidered on it that read ''区立十番中学校 Kuritsu Jūban Chūgakkō'' Although I could not read it, there was something about it that was familiar.

The girl had two golden buns propped upon her head, on top of which shiny pigtails hung over her shoulders. I wonder how long such hair would be if she would take it out.

" Excuse me", I said bleakly knowing she couldn't understand. I shoveled out my phone from my overly crammed bag, in order to get out my google translate, so that I could ask her where I was going. ''Oh, you're from Lincoln Academy!'' She chirped in a sing song voice.

"How did you know?" I replied in a perplexed tone, but soon realized that she was initiating towards my school bag, which had the logo printed right onto it. Damn! What is with my head today? The girl giggled in response, perceptively reading my expression.

"I'm Usagi, and I go to Juuban Municipal junior high. I believe you must be a transfer student here?" Usagi said, with a slight tilt of the head. "Oh!'' She said, making me jump for a split second. "bowing your head is a sign of respect in japan. My friend said that it is polite to shake hands in other countries though," she said, awkwardly holding out a hand. I smiled and bowed my head.

"お会いできて光栄です'' ("O ai dekite kōeidesu" or "It's nice to meet you) I said with a smile, pleasantly surprised with the knowledge I remembered from Japanese class last year. "Watashi wa (Y/N) desu!'' (My name is (Y/N) )

"Come on, I'll show you where your school is!"

And at that, The girl with the two buns dragged me out of the café, and through Shinjuku to Juuban Municipal junior high.

Hey guuuyss!

I'm back again. Sorry it was short! I really just didn't have time due to school and all. That being said, I hope you enjoyed it! By the way, would anyone be interested in seeing a Love Live fanfic?