Chapter 1

Riyo always thought that cleaning the chalkboard eraser outside in the middle of the sun is no fun. The sun's scornful light will always peaks it way through his pure and white skin. Yeah, he always hated it when stepping outside, he hates when he can't maintain his skin and face value after all this is where his money came from.

But today is an exemption. It was friday in the morning and while doing he's choirs a group of 3rd year boys –like him– walks in the hallway which is the way to return to his classroom. Even though it's still early, they can't contain the volume of their voices, as if they own the place and that they are never in a school. They are happily walking in the middle while surrounding a tall and tan guy, and teasing him playfully in which the guy only responded with a nod and smirk.

Riyo never seen his face before, he was quite handsome and fit, seems like an athlete or something but even though his face is enough to make some girls and guys cries in tears of joy,  faces with scars, cut on the eyebrows, and moles doesn't appeal on Riyo. He likes the clean and refreshing one either if its a boy or a girl, maybe it was influenced by his mother who always love to nitpick on other people's appearance, who'll always told him to take care of himself, always wash your face before sleeping and after waking up unless he wants to becoming like their neighbor, or that random person in the street.

“Oh geez, what have you done this time that your dad doesn't have a choice to send you here?” ask the tiny girl in the group. She was wearing a short skirt version of the girls below the knee skirt in their school and her blouse are so tight that the buttons might flee in any second. But the thing is, it suits her very well, she looks like a model or a celebrity. Every time she moves in any direction or even when she's just casually standing, her beauty is radiating in any direction as if she's the mini and harmless up close version of the sun.

“No, I didn't do anything this time,” the boy chuckled which triggers laughter in their group, they all know the meaning behind his words.

“That's Connan for you!” yelled the other tall guy beside the new kid named Connan while happily and comfortable putted his arm around Connan's shoulder and drag him through the way to the cafeteria while their other friends yelled as they run after the two.

“Tsk,” the girl frown as she rolls her eyes. She accidentally made eye contact with Riyo and both of them stopped for a seconds. After they recover Riyo's initial reaction was to smile to show friendliness to the girl but before he can do that the girl rolls her eyes again before walking away.

So what the hell did I do?

“Riyo? What the hell you're standing there for?!” immediately Riyo's thought vanished and putted all his attention at the girl who's frowning besides the door step.

Riyo raises his thick brows and ask, “You. What are you standing there for?”

The only response he get is her, raising her middle finger. Everybody knows that she's always late even if her home is right in front of the school. “Fucking hurry up!”

“Bleh!” Riyo stick out his red tongue before entering the classroom.

Its always like this, ever since the start of the school year where also the start of the very hot weather that he despise. He'll always clean the chalkboard eraser after the recess and his friend and classmate, Chantal will always arrived late.  Its already like a routine and a habit that's hard break off, he sometimes find it strange when he's not doing his usual choir and when Chantal's not late.

Even of the teacher is already in front of the classroom, standing behind a old and wooden desk the noise from his classmates didn't subside even a little bit, its feel like a daybreak market where the vendors are competing for the costumers. A lot of pieces of paper are scattered in the wooden floor while the class representative is trying his very best to restrain his classmates from trowing papers everywhere and pleading them to put on their foot rugs.

Riyo glances at his on fit, there he realized that he forgot his foot rug. Definitely its not in his bag because he hate dirty things and he's very sure that he left in the spot where he cleaned the chalkboard eraser. He immediately excuses his self and run towards the spot where he left it. Even if that thing is dirty, he won't leave it be, because it's really waste of money to buy a new pair and that one is very comfortable and has a cute Pikachu design, which is his favorite.

He immediately arrive at the spot where he left it only to freeze in his position. There, a tall and the new guy is standing while puffing a cigarette smoke. In broad day light, in an open place where everyone can see is he's smoking but that's not the worst for Riyo, actually even if that guy died from lung cancer there he won't be paying attention he didn't bring it upon himself. But the thing is he use Riyo's foot rug as ashtray and now the cute and comfortable foot rug is filled with hole overlapping on Pikachu's precious face.

The guy sense Riyo's presence and smiled slightly before he offer the cigarette on him, “Want some?”

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