Right now, I'm standing in front of around 25 people, introducing myself in front of around 25 people while being a innocent nice girl. But on the inside, I'm the complete opposite. In fact, I'm was known as the legendary delinquent, Saki Kitamoto. Anyways, why am I introducing myself in front of people? Let me tell you from the start.

I was a delinquent living in Kyoto. But when one of the members of the gang died from trying to protect me, she got hit by a baseball bat and died. So I decided to start a new life by moving to Tokyo, changing myself into a 'cute' girl while hiding the fact that I'm a former delinquent.

Fast forward to now, I'm being surrounded by a whole bunch of girls that keep squirming and asking me questions like birds and worms. So I instantly regret trying a 'new life'.

When I finnaly manage to get out of the classroom, I decided to check out the clubs they hold at the school. I looked at them one by one when one of the clubs caught my eye. It was the 'Motorcycle club'. I decided to have a quick look inside and saw the same type of bike I used when I was a delinquent so I walked quietly towards it and sat on it imagining myself riding on it. When I had enough time on that one, I started looking at the other one until a club member came in and said,

"You interested?"

I was about to say,

'Yeah I'm really interested!

Until I remembered that I quit being a delinquent. But I thought, just because I join the club and ride on the motorcycles, that doesn't mean my secret is going to be uncovered by them so I replied,

" Yup! Can I join?"

So the guy, whose name was Harada Shoto, told me to write my name.

Shoto asked me a couple of questions like, 'do you know how to ride a motorcycle' and 'do you like motorcycles' . Then he asked,

"Do you want to ride one?"

I instantly pointed at the one I was sitting on just before and then he gave me permission to let me ride on it tomorrow.

When I went back returned to class, the person sitting in front of me asked which club I was joining and I said,

" The motorcycle club"

The whole class went silent. I started to think if I said something bad until someone laughed and said,

" You know you don't have to lie to us".

Then everyone shouted,

" Yeah! You don't have to hide which club you actually joined in."

I was somehow relived that no one suspected me, but at the same time irritated.

When I returned home I was super excited for tomorrow, knowing that I could ride a motorcycle again.

The next day, after school I walked to motorcycle club. When I saw the club, for a second I thought I was dreaming. But then I rubbed my eyes.......

...TO BE CONTINUED...