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~ Monday, 6:40am ~ ~ Y/n's P.O.V ~
I slide my knee length socks onto my legs as I finish putting on my uniform. "Let's get this week over and done with, shall we?" I mumbled to myself as I put on my school shoes and I begin to make my way to Aoba Johsai. Yes I am a student at the well-known private school that is also known as Seijoh.
~ Time-skip, when you arrive at school ~
I walk through the gates and I make my way to class.
"Class 3-4"
Yeah, that's right I'm a third year, I've somehow nearly made my way through high school without having any friends. It's not that I don't want any friends, it's just that all of the girls in my year seem to be extremely envious of me, even though they have no idea about the real me. You see I'm what some would call "perfect" all due to my grades, looks and my very kind personality, I've had many boys and girls approach me but none of the friendships ever lasted as it turned out that they were just using me so, let's just say I don't really trust anyone anymore.
~ Bell rings ~
"Okay students, please turn to page 83 in your textbooks, today we are going over many different extracts and we will be discussing their semantic fields". The teacher stated as the last few students came running in. One of the last students to enter the room was the famous Tooru Oikawa, also the person who sits next to me in class.
"Ya-hoo!~ How're you today Y/n-Chan?~". He said in a sing song kinda voice.
I mumbled a response as I look back down at my notebook and continue to do my work, we have a test coming up soon so I need to make sure I understand every topic we've been over, even though I understand everything due to me being an extremely quick learner, I still like to double check.
He pulls his chair out and sits down as he plops his bag on the floor, "okay then, good chat..." I heard him sigh under his breath.
"We're on page 83, you can look over my notes from a few minutes ago if you need to". I whisper to him whilst I highlight quotes on the extract I was currently analysing.
"Aw, so you do care about me!~" He sings and he runs one of his hands through his silky smooth hair, even though it eventually falls back into place.
