It was a rainy and windy morning when Akira Miyamura a tall, cool, calm, collective and good looking guy aged 17 with a build up body and long dark hair which almost covered his eyes wokeup on a Monday morning, Because of all his attractive features he became a mystery to all women and girls.
Akira woke up to the buzzing sound of his alarm clock and started his day with his daily workout routine, After all that hard work out he jumped into the shower and took a bath.
Immediately after taking his bath he prepped himself for school, It was his first day of attending Daisuki High a prestigious school known for its sports programs and having cultivated the most brilliant minds in whole of Japan as a first year student.
Akira grabbed his umbrella and started off for school, As the rain became heavier and windier Akira was suddenly struck by bad luck, his umbrella got caught up in the wind and blew away.
Akira started chasing after his umbrella in the heavy rain, He closed up the distance between him and his umbrella until it was finally in arm's reach, Suddenly Akira got bumped into by a sudden girl on her way to her part time job and his umbrella flew away in the heavy rain.
Akira stood up to see who just bumped into him that's when he became starstruck and froze for a moment, He saw a whole different type of beauty he has ever seen not even words could express what he saw.
Yuki matthews a foreign 16 year old girl half Japanese from her mother's side half American from her father's side, Yuki lived with her parents in Tokyo Japan as a happy family until a dark cloud struck there household.
Yuki's mom collapsed and fell on the floor infront of little Yuki, Yuki cried out for help no one heard her voice, Finally her neighbours heard her and help came, her mom was rushed to Shibuya hospital by then it was too late and she was declared dead and her death was caused by an heart attack.
Poor little Yuki blamed herself for her mother's death and became traumatized. Yuki's father thought of a solution towards his daughter's trauma and flew back to America with Yuki.
Ten years passed and Yuki was about to start attending high school, Yuki and her father decided that she should spend her high school years in Japan, Because she was growing away from her mother's culture and her memories of her mother started slowly fading, Yuki flew back to Japan and started working at a book store as a part-time worker.
On a rainy morning Yuki started off early to open up the bookstore, As she was on her way there she suddenly bumped into a mysterious looking guy chasing after his umbrella and his umbrella blew away into the heavy rain.
As Akira stood up and looked at Yuki, Yuki started blushing just after looking into Akira's mysterious but seductive eyes, Akira noticed Yuki blushing and got a bit flustered he tried to play it cool but ends up saying something awkward.
Yuki tried brushing it off and pretend it didn't happen but her mind keeps wandering back to that moment,Yuki apologies to Akira for the sudden inconvenience and offers to share her umbrella and walk Akira to school as they were walking Yuki suddenly gets flustered and tries to brush off the moment, but Akira's calm demeanor puts her at ease.
As they reach at daisuki high Yuki alternatively starts pulling away, feeling overwhelmed and Akira let's her go but as they were parting ways they both exchange glances at each other that hints at a future meet up . Akira walked away from Yuki, As he arrived at the school gates, he was taken aback by the sprawling campus. "Wow, this place is huge!" he muttered to himself, his eyes scanning the sea of students rushing to their classes .
Akira pulled out his schedule, trying to make sense of the maze-like layout. He looked around, feeling a bit lost, but everyone seemed to know exactly where they were going . He approached a student rushing past, "Excuse me, can you tell me where class 203 is?"
The student barely slowed down, "Uh, it's in the north wing, I think. Good luck finding it, bro!"
Akira sighed, feeling a bit overwhelmed. Just as he was starting to get frustrated, a friendly voice stopped him, "Hey, you look lost. Need some help?"
Akira turned to see a tall, second-year student with a warm smile, "Yeah, I'm trying to find class 203. Do you know where it is?"
The guy chuckled, "Ah, it's a bit of a trek. I'm heading that way, I can show you. I'm Taro, by the way."
Akira's face lit up, "I'm Akira. Thanks for the help, man!"
Taro led Akira through the winding corridors, pointing out landmarks and sharing tips about the school . They chatted about everything from classes and clubs to favorite manga, and Akira found himself feeling at ease.
As they reached the door of room 203, Taro grinned, "You're all set! Welcome to the school, Akira."
Akira smiled, feeling grateful, "Thanks, Taro! I owe you one."
Taro nodded, "No worries, just pay it forward, okay? Maybe we can grab lunch sometime and catch up?"
Akira's face lit up, "Sounds like a plan!"
The two exchanged numbers, and Akira watched as Taro disappeared into the crowd. He took a deep breath, feeling more confident about navigating the school. With a new friend by his side, Akira stepped into his first class, ready to take on the day .