"Here is our new student, y/n l/n," the teacher Mr. Usimaki spoke. I smiled and waved at the class. The class seemed bored.

I awkwardly put my hand down and stared at the ground blushing. 'Do they not like me? ' I thought to myself. 'Am I good enough for their Japanese culture?'

"Welcome!! " someone waved back. It was a blue haired boy. His eyes stared at me with glee. My eyes beamed with joy as I watched the young boy.

"You can sit by me, there's a lovely seat I save for the most important person!" he smiled, tugging me towards the seat. "So you're from Italy? You're name sounds awesome! I can teach you Japanese!"

"T-thanks? " I questioned myself. Do I want to sit by this weirdo? I sighed and sat in the 'special' seat.
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I got my books and slipped back on my shoes. For the first day of school, it wasn't so bad.

I've met friends an--"Hey y/n-chan!!! " the same boy yelled. It turned out the guys name was Takino.

"Taki, " I smiled. He smiled back, running up to me. "Do you need anything? "

"I would like to walk you home, " he took off his sandals and put on his shoes.

"Sure!" I mumbled. I began walking, Takino trailing behind.

He gave small talk, like what Baka meant and how you can use the term for the football jocks.

"Heh, hey Takino, why do you seem to like me so much? " I asked. Takino blushed, staring at me with a confused face. "No, no. Not that way. Like as in friend... "

"Oh, uh, because you seem interesting. I actually didn't like you as much as you think I did. I was dared by my friends to talk to you."

"Oh, so I am just a loser, " I sighed, walking again. Of course Takino walked behind me, giving small talk.

"No you're not a loser! Anyway, what sports were you gonna join? " Takino smiled.

"Well, the swim team. I was actaully on one back in Italy, " I replied, rubbing my nose.

"Oh, but it's the middle of winter. His are you gonna practice? "

"I fight the weather. I have my own swimming pool," I smiled. He nodded and looked forward.

We got to my house after a few more steps. I looked at my phone. "Well, thanks, Takino," I waved.

"I wanted to come in, " Takino frowned. I stared at him, studying his face.

"A-Alright but don't touch anything. I'm not aloud to have visitors over... "
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Takino left, saying that tomorrow he would show me his house. I was pretty sure he was acting strange. It was like he was observing everything so closely, most certainly the alarm system.

I stretched as I walked into the living room. I took off my socks, not feeling comfortable with them on when I'm inside.

Well, Takino took off his shoes when coming into my house, so I should do the same.

It made me feel diffrent. To come from a diffrent culture and contenent. I shifted as I slirpped my ramen. I sighed, watching the steam rise from the cup.

"It's the weekend!" I screamed, yawning. It's gonna be a long one. Is that even good?