Mikan's P.O.V.
I still wonder how it became like this as I remember how I first met her...
"Well, then dos anyone have a question for Fumetsu-san?" Sensei asked the whole class as the name of the transfer student is written at the board. Fumetsu Itamu.
I stared in awe at Fumetsu-san, she was really pretty. She has a long ash blonde hair reaching her waist and has a cerulean blue eyes covered in glasses. She is also very thin like model thin. She also wears a long-sleeved turtle neck black and light pink dress, a black stockings covering her legs and black gloves that covers her hands. It was quite peculiar to see someone covered in head to toe in this season since it's summer. The only skin you can see from her is her face, which is really pretty.
I sighed. She's gonna really be popular with the boys.
"Oi. Don't just go sighing cause you're so ugly comparing you to her. Baka." Hotaru said to me.
"Ah! That's so mean, Hotaru!" I cried anime tears.
Many boys raised their hands to question Fumetsu-san but Fumetsu-san only glared at the people who raised their hands and the teacher.
"E-eh? Fumatsu-san! You still need to answer their questions..." The teacher stuttered. I think she was frightened by Fumetsu-san's glare. Fumetsu-san's glare was really scary! It was like she can bury you in the deepest pits of hell. I shivered at that.
She's really pretty but scary!
"Well, curiosity killed the cat...sensei." Fumetsu-san replied to sensei as she sat at the vacant seat next to me. I shivered as she sat down next to me.
The class murmured about the way she acts.
I anime cried. Why does she have to seat next to me?
B-but oji-san said it's bad to judge a book by it's cover.
"A-ano, Fumetsu-san. I'm Sakura Mi--!" I stuttered at her.
"Shut up. Who told you to talk to me?" Fumetsu-san glared at me.
I saw myself being burned while tied in a wooden post but as quick as it went, it quickly disappeared.
What was that?
"B-but...O-oji-san said that i-it's bad to judge a book by it's cover..." I looked down as I played with my thumb.
"Well, I'm the type of book that can tell you in one glance hat kind of book I am. Now, go away and mind your own business, monkey girl." She snorted at me as she buried herself in her arms and sleeping immediately.
"Guh!" An arrow of monkey girl pierced my back.
"Oi, baka! Don't come near her. She seems to be the type who doesn't even blink while hurting others." Hotaru glanced at me while taking notes of the lesson sensei is teaching.
"B-but.." I frowned.
"She might hurt you." Hotaru bluntly says to me.
I was silenced after that. Though I was bothered by her personality. Perhaps, a trauma. I shook my head. She might glare at me again.
***
After school time I headed home, alone. Hotaru got picked up by her mother.
It's currently 10 pm. Oji-san will scold me if he sees me awake.
Rustle. Rustle. Drop. Cough. Cough.
