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2 - transfer student

(y/n)'s pov

"no! i don't want to!!" i was sitting in a tree while yelling at my former teacher who was on the ground. it was the next day and early in the morning.

the teen on the ground was crossing his arms and frowning at me, "get down here (y/n). don't make me come up there."

he unsheathed his sword, and i tensed up. i may be stronger now, but he still managed to scare me. hopping off of the tree, i grabbed his hands and put his sword back into this sheath, "i'm here! no need to fight, right mui?"

scowling at me, he pulled me back inside of my estate and shoved me into my room. "get dressed and i'll drop you off."

begrudgingly, i threw on the black and white uniform and came out of the room. muichiro threw me a simple black backpack with some clouds on it and i gave him a smile, "did you pick this out for me?"

"shut up. let's go." he started walking ahead of me with a rosy hue on his face. i smirked, but followed and grabbed my umbrella before we headed out.

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we were in front of the school, and i was frowning while looking at the building. the mist pillar grabbed my face and started pinching my cheeks, "stop frowning and go. oyakata sama sent you here for a reason."

i started whining as a pain filled my face, "okay okay!! you would think someone would be a bit nicer to their previous tsugoku..."

removing his hands from my face, the boy pushed me through the gates, "go. i have a mission." i stumbled forward but watched him leave, and he turned back to face me momentarily, "good luck (y/n)."

smiling to myself, i turned to face the daunting school ahead of me, tightening my grip on my black umbrella. i felt a few stares in me as i headed into the school to hopefully find the teacher's office.

guess what?

i got lost.

this time it wasn't my fault, i've never been inside a school before!

i reluctantly decided to go over to a group of students for help, tapping the shoulder of a boy talking to others. he turned around and i was met with dark brown eyes that widened upon seeing me. ignoring the reaction i asked, "could you guide me to the teachers' office? it's my first day, and i need my schedule."

two of the other boys in the group froze, one of them with a buzz cut and the other with a streak of blonde in his spikey brown hair. the two others looked shocked, one who covered his face and had short black hair and the other with light brown hair blushed.

before the boy i asked could answer, the first two boys who froze suddenly yelled out, "an angel!!"

i moved my gaze to them, and they froze again, this time their faces turning red like tomatoes. smiling slightly at them, i then looked back at the boy with dark brown eyes, "could you guide me?"

he nodded, looking stiff but managing to lead the way. others in the hallway stared as we passed, and i boredly followed my guide.

"w-what year are you in?" the boy stuttered, looking nervous as he asked the question.

i never really understood why people would get nervous around me, so i've always just assumed that was the normal reaction. "first year. oh, i'm (l/n) (y/n) by the way."

we shook hands, and he stopped in front of an open door, "i'm ennoshita chikara. n-nice to meet you (l/n) san."

cutting him off, i smiled, "just (l/n) is fine. i don't really like formalities, ennoshita."