Ayyy. How YOU doing!?

What's going everyone. It's June. Summer of Rel 2022 is about here. I've been in the middle of switching jobs, getting my health insurance back, getting my small business together, and writing books for a publishing agent. Fingers crossed.

But I'm here. I'm back.

Down to task. The most forgotten girl and disappointing first girl in recent memory gets redemption in a cute relationship many dream about.

Remember, it's okay to be Mid.

Let's get it.

Enjoy.

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Homeroom can be whatever for some. Though when one is seated next to a good few people that can the conversation going with good energy and laughs, it is a good place to be. Naturally friends or good classmates start the day right. Heading into the day (FN) was in first and put down the chairs and was kicking back. Making sure no homework was missed and keep it moving. If he's up and there wasn't much to do, might as well check homework, attempt to be up to date on manga, and when the friends come just kick back and enjoy life until the bell rings.

But when someone with redish-pink hair (to clarify, in actuality they all have the same hair color) came in with a different school uniform on. A sexy and cute uniform at that. The simple black blouse and white skirt belonged to a school for kids that were well off. Rich kids, parents from big companies, adopted into big estates, and the whole works.

"My name is Itsuki Nakano. It's a pleasure to meet you."

Oh my stars. Wow. (FN) thought.

"Damn. Hot n rich transfer girl." Said a classmate to his left.

"Wow. What's she doing here?" Asked a girl in front of (FN).

(FN) watched as the new girl sat one row behind him and one spot to the right. She was diagonal of him. She was nervously getting out a pencil and paper for some notes that were about to take place soon. Itsuki was a cutie. That was no secret. Then to see about who she was in the meantime. The girls were curious of course. There were a few minutes to kill in homeroom before the first class started. Ironically (FN) had his start in there first period. Most likely he wasn't going to find out for a while.

As the first bell rang students got up and left. Not everyone had class in there. And history to kick off the day was a little rough for most people. (FN) nodded to a three friends on the way out and then turned around to notice it was just he and four others. One of which, with the vibrant hair and smile.

"Hey Itsuki. Welcome." (FN) smiled.

She looked over. "Hello."

"Good to have you. How's everything so far?"

"It's really nice here. Feels much more normal. I like that."

"I wish I could relate, but I can't. Here is laid back from what they tell me. I can't argue it really. Nothing too chaotic either. You picked up a good spot. " Seems a little awkward but with good intentions.

"Thanks for being the first guy talking to me instead of about me." She nodded. "I know it's my first day, but still."

"What do they look and you know they are talking about you and you try not to overhear them? That sort of thing?" (FN) smiled.

"Well, yeah." She slightly blushed.

"I think it's the hair Itsuki." He chuckled.

"What about it?" She looked up and rubbed the star clips she put in.

"It's special and they know it. You should know it if you don't."

"Uhhh, really? Is that how it is?" She pondered.

"A cu-(almost said cute, but caught himself) I mean a girl with another school uniform comes in and she stands out. It's not a negative thing."

"Thank you for that. That hard stares are, a little awkward." She sighed.

"Relax. And if there is something you need to know you can come to me. Can't say I know what it's like on your end but don't envy it."

"Thanks. And your name?"

"Oh. Sorry. I'm (FN)."

"Thank you (FN)." Smiled Itsuki. "You speak to girls well?"

"I have an older sister." He replied.

"I have a few myself. I'm the youngest." Itsuki started to see students come in. "I guess we'll talk soon?"

"Yeah." He turned around and faced front. This turned out great. I guess I met a new friend. Not fair to just have people stare and talk about her. Least I can comfort the fact. Elle told me about that once. Her friend Chea was frightened hearing boy comments about her. She even started wearing leggings under her skirt because she didn't want people to stare.

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As time passed he didn't see Itsuki for some time. It was time to head to get lunch. Thr school had a ton of options compared to other schools. Not many brought bentos from home. With that in mind (FN) went to the counter.

"What will it be?" Asked a woman behind the counter.

"I'll take the glased honey chicken combo please." He smiled.

"Moment." The woman went behind her and served up. Bringing him a tray of nice, hot food. "Here you are."

"Thank you." He nodded and went to go find his seat.

He sat down as just cracked his chopsticks when there was a commotion two tables next to him. Of course there was a familiar face. Next to the lonely yet smartest kid in school.

"Hey. I was here first." She cried.

"And I sit here every day." Cried to boy next to her.

Oh boy Fuutaro. Talking like that to a girl? Come on. (FN) shook his head. Watching this argument that is easily avoidable. Dude. There's two tables that are empty. Come on.

The two ended up settling as far as seating. These two were complete opposites. Outside just the gender thing, on the boy's side was just white rich and a bowl of stew. Itsuki's tray had a ramen bowl full of shrimp tempura. Then as Itsuki cracked open her chopsticks he was going over a piece of paper while eating his white rice.

"You aren't stopping to eat? Seriously?" She asked.

"I'm reviewing my test score. Making sure I'm correct." He retorted paying little mind to her.

"You don't seem that confident in it." She grabbed the piece of paper in front of him and wanted to see for herself. The girl gasped. "How did- a perfect score!?"

"Yeah." He took his exam back.

Itsuki was rather intrigued. Starting to think that she could never get to his level. "Hey. Is there a chance where you help me?"

Fuutaro was swiftly eating. He stopped to shake his head. "I highly doubt that."

"I envy that grade." She smiled. "Is there any way you can teach me?"

"Thank you for the meal." Fuutaro put his hands together and smirked.

"Huh?" She gasped as he was done eating already. "That fills you up? You sure you don't want a little of mine?"

"You always order like a thousand yen for lunch at school? Not my fault you ordered too much. Don't gain weight." He muttered.

"You insensitive prick." Huffed Itsuki watching him walk away.

(FN) thought he would take Fuutaro's spot to help the situation. "Hey there. Sorry about him. I know who he is better but didn't expect him to be that prickly."

"He's a big jerk." Huffed Itsuki.

"So, I take it that the seats free?" He asked.

"Yes. Did you..." She was embarrassed.

"I was two seats down and Niaka would have been here by now if he was here in school. Clearly he's not today. So how about we have lunch together?"

"Sure thing. Although can I ask you something?" Asked Itsuki.

"If you want to try the honey chicken? Trade you one tempura for a piece. How's that?" He chuckled.

"You have a deal, but something else. What's your GPA?" She asked.

"4 range."

(I looked it up. Google brought me to Kyushu University. It's graded 0-4. 4 being S which is 90+. 0 meaning 59 and below which isn't passing. Which is weird at first because college in America anything in the 60s they may not credit you. I found this fascinating personally.

"I kind of, don't do well for studying. Any chance you can give me a hand?" She asked.

He chuckled. "Yes. But let's eat first and get to it later. Then we can exchange numbers and get things set up."

"Thank you (FN). Thanks for being my friend here."

"No problem."

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Just remember, my eight year relationship started out as being best friends.

-Relly