(Y/n) P.O.V

Early the next morning I woke up completely forgetting about the night before. I changed into a simple purple dress with purple flats.

I went downstairs to see my father smiling at me. "This afternoon we will be appointing a girl to look after your hair, for now we just need to tie it up per normal."

He announced, my eyes lit up with excitement. It was always a pain when I had to tie my hair up. It wasn't too heavy surprisingly but it was hard to tie.

Once I completed the impossible task and had eaten my breakfast, my father led me out the house and we both walked to the institute. The building was made entirely off glass and everywhere I looked was teenagers and young adults talking.

We walked by a certain group that consisted the boy I saw through my window. Immediately, memories of last night appeared and I squeezed up against my father's side in fear of being noticed. "(Y/n)? What's wrong?" my father asked, confused at what I was doing.

"Uh um I guess I'm shy." I fibbed. My father nodded and patted my shoulder in reassurance. We walked through the glass building and into an office where a young lady sat.

"Ah! You must be Professor Callahan and this must be (Y/n)!" the lady exclaimed. I nodded shyly.

"I'm Mrs Devon and I am here to welcome both of you to this school. I hope you enjoy your time here and may I say your hair looks lovely." She beamed. I smiled in return. "We do happen to have another child prodigy who is a few months older than you here, I have already requested him to show you around the school, would you like me go call him up so your father and I can discuss some paper work?" she offered.

"Oh okay. Yeah sure." I agreed.

"Excellent!" she cheered as she pushed a button on her desk, speaking into a microphone that obviously was connected to the loud speaker. "Hello, could Hiro Hamada please come up to Mrs Devon's office? I repeat, Hiro Hamada please come to Mrs Devon." She said.

We waited for a while before we heard panting. I turned around to see a boy with black hair and brown eyes enter the room exhausted. My eyes widened when I saw him. It was the boy from last night. I began to panic mentally. I needed to keep my cool.

"(Y/n), this is Hiro Hamada our other child prodigy. He will be showing you around the school, Hiro this is (Y/n)." Mrs Devon said. She waved us off and I followed Hiro uneasily through the long corridor.

"So, I'm Hiro and welcome to SFIT." The tour wasn't too long luckily for me and by the end of it I was sure I wouldn't see him again, sadly I was wrong. It turned out we had all the same classes together and since we majored in the same category, our labs were close by too.

"So, I guess that's all, any questions?" he asked. I shook my head. "Great! But if you don't mind, I have a question for you." He said. Oh boy, he was going to ask about my hair. "What's with your hair, I mean it's pretty but why so long?" yep, told you.

"I... like to keep it personal, sorry Hiro, maybe another time." I apologies. Hiro nodded.

"That's cool, I completely understand." He said.