" Would not it be unfair to have to stay at home, while outside we could really have fun during this autumn season ? "

I stared at the clock in my room until it was missing from his own body, waiting for six o'clock to ring.

" I should never have woken up so soon ... Y/N will arrive in a decade, if this keeps up ". Thinking that my friend would only come in an hour and a half, I grabbed some book and began to read.

" A book by Anthony HOROWITZ entitled < Moriarty > Interesting ". As soon as I open the first cphapter of the book, someone knocks on my door. One of my housekeepers comes to my room and brings a cup of tea and biscuits. Before leaving, she handed me a piece of paper folded in four and said she had no idea who he came from.

I then opened the paper in a hurry to find out what it was like a series of numbers and a " Appel moi " script on it. It was a phone number of a stranger, so I had no desire to call him now.

Through the window, I was only waiting for a movement in the street, through these falling leaves. On the other side of the street, I saw a figure run and stop right in front of the gate of my house. Y/N - sshi

It's been nine years now that I live alone in this great mansion. My mother died at the age of five and my father lives in America, in Charlemagne, near Colombia. The death of my mother, Saiko Yamazaki, changed my childhood, my whole life, and my father's life.

Today, the only family I have left is my best friend Y/N - sshi.

_ Kyomi ! She shouted as soon as she saw me.

_ Hi. Are we going?

_ Ne!

( 2 years ago )

• Kim Lee (Y/N)

I'm so happy, it's back! I will be able to see my class friends again after these very long holidays. I entered the classroom, took a free seat in the front row. And when everyone joined his place, I noticed that none of my friends were in the same room as me. All the places were occupied, except one, beside me; Someone is late ...

On the way home, I saw a girl who was wearing the same uniform as me, but I have never seen before. She had white hair, long with black eyes. It was frozen there like a statue through the falling snow of winter. This look seemed familiar to me. I wanted to talk to her but ended up walking past her, ignorant.

The next day, I finally learned that it was a new student, named Kyomi Hoshimura, Japanese. She was the one to sit next to me.

But since then I have become friends with her, and since then no one wants to talk to me, talk to her ... Why? I could not have other people in my life because I can not reject Kyomi.

The time has passed and finally I got used to being with Kyomi and people start talking to me but are very wary of her. If only they understood it ...

(Nowadays)

In high school, Y/N - sshi is the class delegate with Light Chen, a boy on the basketball team. In his daily life, Light is more of a fool, a joker, unlike Y/N - sshi, who remains calm and very serious, even though he has become a class delegate since he started to mature. So thanks to them two, the grade 10 class, room 9 is the wisest and most organized of the entire high school.

But it tired a lot Y/N - sshi. Especially for her family than for her alone. Kim Lee (Y/N - sshi) is a Korean girl, the daughter of a big businessman and lives a few blocks from the school, in a beautiful villa. Her father is often away from work while her mother stays home to look after her. She at least still has both her parents alive; I'm not sure if my father is still alive since he left without news. He and his project to become even richer ruin the lives of others, innocent ...

Moreover, finally, I really have no reason to worry about him, it is not worth it.

This afternoon, I am supposed to prepare a talk with Y/N at home. Arrived at the gate of the house, we notice a well dressed man, in a car that stopped sharp near us. It was Mr Lee, the father of my companion. He signals us to get in and we get in a black car. It was necessary to cross a large garden before seeing a large residence, just like at home. We thank Mr Lee and get out of the car.

He gestures us to get in and we get in the car. We had to cross a huge garden before seeing the residence. As soon as we got out of there, ms Lee waved us in front of the door. Unlike her, Mr Lee remained cold with me and very distant without really knowing the reason. Looking for an  interesting subject, Ms Lee served us tea and a plate of chocolate chip cookies. "Enjoy it as long as it's hot, repetaitelle, dehirs it's cold and you'll have to come back right after."

I nodded with a smile and took a coockie that I stuck in my mouth. I went to bed immediately and spilled my tea. I left then in the bathroom to change me and returned illico. When I returned, I noticed that they had already put away everything because their servants had gone on leave to find their family.

The family ... Sometimes I imagine myself part of this family, so ... genial, so peaceful ...

When night fell, I had to go back to her feet, but her mother, having pity on me, insisted that she accompany me to see them. Her husband was not too happy but remained silent in his corner. While driving through this calm night, I thought back to all that I had lived with the Lee family, with whom I had grown up without my blood relatives ... Unforgettable moments, thirsty for happiness, rore and emotions. This love so familiar that I will risk losing, just by a tiny ... misstep ...

                                                                     « out of my sight... »

It's the last day of school before Christmas. All the students got together and enjoyed their last day together. While some were screaming and running around, others were hugging each other, tears in their eyes, and without realizing that they could still meet again during the holidays, except for assignments to others cities like Tokyo or Hiroshima.

Basically, I wanted to admit that it was already better without the presence of my father. And then, I represent a real public danger because of him, of my past. I still regret hiding it from him.

Not only it was the last day of school, but it was also the award ceremony for students who had a good average. Everyone was proud of it. Suddenly a hand came to rest on my shoulder. And when I turned around I saw a rather tall young man with brown hair. He smiled kindly at me, who was surprised to see him holding out a piece of paper which I put in my pocket.

_ What's this? I asked him.

_ My phone number. I would like to talk with you,we don't really have the right to see each other, you and me.

_ An order from my father, I guess.

_ Rather that of my mother. It's more like a lease, I think. Okay, well, "sister"

And he left, as if nothing had happened. It was Suga, my father's nephew. Her mother has always been very protective with her son. If she wanted, she would move far enough away from her brother and me. Suga was the only friend of my childhood. He often lived with us and even we went on vacation together with our parents, before everything turned upside down. He is like a brother to me. But, since the disappearance of my father Jiang, I could not see him again because of Jiang who wanted to lead a criminal association ... Nobody, but then nobody has any right to know what he represents for me, " daughter of an assassin ", especially when they decided to take me to the same high school as my cousin. Even if I didn't see him often since we avoided each other so as not to get in trouble ...

I joined Y/N who hugged me tightly, moved by his result. Then we went to lunch in a restaurant to celebrate. The restaurant was half empty. We placed our order and stayed seated for a while.

_ Ha ... I would like to see each other during the holidays. Said she. What do you think?

_ Yes, that would be great.The waiter arrived with the order and we started to eat.

_ Come to my house. Besides, it's winter. It must be very cold at your place, all alone. When will your parents be home already?

_ Uh ... I don't know.

_ Don't they call you often?

_ They are very busy right now. They don't have time for that. So ... Maybe you'd come with us to Korea.

_ Are you going to Korea?

_ Yes, we said to ourselves that if my father is called to work and he has to go to Korea, we will follow him and take advantage of it!

_ Oh ... I don't know. Okay, well, I'll go with you.

_ Cool! Actually,I always wanted to meet your parents but they are never there. Are they nice?

_ A little.

                             L.I.E.S

_ .... Otherwise, we could stop talking about them, please?

I feel bad. Bad to lie to you more ... But, maybe it's better like that ... We were walking down the street to get home. The snowflakes looked very heavy. Arrived in an alleyway, we left each other and now continued on our way, alone ... It has been three days since I left Saitama. I am there, lying on the sofa with Y/N waiting for the return of his parents. When they return, his mother says that unfortunately they will not be able to go to Korea for Christmas because of tomorrow's storm. So they will spend Christmas here. And since they are forced to stay, her mother decided to have a Christmas feast with the close family of her mother and the distant family of his father who is visiting Tokyo.

**Kyomi Hoshimura**

It's almost Christmas and for me it's the same routine every year since mom died. For years after Jiang's disappearance, I had always spent Christmas alone in this big abandoned mansion.

But this time, I was invited by Y/N and his family to celebrate Christmas with them. In his family, the celebration of Christmas is very different from mine, they decorate their house from the main portal to the ceiling. This year her mother invited me to spend it with them. She is so nice but I don't know if I have the right to go there, but hey who could prevent me. Father, I don't even know if you are still somewhere in this world.And, for the first time  in my life, let me be happy.Th idea of being Y/N's special guest bothers me a bit because I'm not used to being the center of attention and even less getting stuck in family celebrations. Y/N's mother made me a lovely dress that I should put on a feast. And so as not to make me feel left out, the guests will all be young heirs of the distant family of Y/N or classmates even if one cannot really say that I speak to the other students of the college.

• Christmas day

The sun has just risen and so have I. I'm still in my bed when there's a knock on my door. She is a cleaning lady who comes to bring me breakfast. Two hours later, I am with Y/N to help them with the preparations for the evening. We decide to add more decorations on the tree in the reception room.

_ My little Kyomi is what you would be kind enough to stop helping us and go get ready. Remember you still have to curl your hair. Go relax with Y/N, I'll take care of the rest.

_ If you insist.

With these words I go to find where my friend is to join her. She is in her room in the train with a Korean beauty mask on her face.

_ You finally decide to go up, come and try my beauty mask .

_ Okay ... said I while going towards her.

_ You will see, my family is very sympathetic I am sure that you will adore them or the reverse, I mean that they will adore you.

~ ***Feast time***

There are a lot of people for just close friends. Everyone know Y/N and I feel like a jug that follows it everywhere. I see Light in the distance, it is true that I never speak to him but he is also the only person I know so be kind Kyomi if you do not want to be alone all evening. So I approach him and throw a "Hey" .

_ Eh ... hey Kyomi that's your name right.

_ Yes and you it's Light is not.

_ You really have to be alone to arrive to the point of coming to see me. He throws me a modest time.

_ If you want to interpret it like that, yes that's right.

**Kim Lee \(Y/N**\)

I must admit that I never thought I would see so many people at this feast. There are too many that I don't even have the time to devote to Kyomi. But luckily, she found a friend and it's Light. For my part, I am with a distant cousin whose name is Aïjen. She looks very nice but also very shy.

•***After the feast***

Kyomi Hoshimura\

I am back at the manor and I decide to finally call Suga.

_ Hello? Suga? You told me to ...

_ Kyomi.

Through the phone, I heard a deep voice from a tired man. It wasn't Suga.

_ It's your father. It's been two months since I sent you this number and it's now that you call me !? I hope you are doing well in Iwatsuki.

I suddenly felt overwhelmed by what I heard, I swallowed every word he said .

_... By the way, I was no longer waiting for you to call me, Kyomi, to tell you that in a few weeks, I will come back to live with you, in Saitama. So, I hope you will enjoy my presence after all these years! Don't worry, I'll be back soon, I promise.

What I had just heard meant absolute death for me ...

And then, in four weeks, we will come back to school.

The anxiety obsessed me until I ended up looking very pale. In fact, the paper I had received in recent weeks. It came from my father. If I hadn't found him, he wouldn't come this far, what a nightmare!

The phone rang again. I dared not pick up. And if it was still him, if he told me that he would come back even tomorrow ...

The phone rang five times. Finally, I grab it, fear knotting my stomach.

_What now ?! I was shouting.

_oh ... Calm down! It's okay ? There is a problem ?

 ***Y/N was on the aircraft***.

_Y ... Y/N? It's you? Where are you ?

_ Who else? I'm almost at home.

_ hum ... Sorry. I panic for nothing.

_ You know that I find you suspicious ... Finally, in short, I wanted to tell you that I returned from Korea. I am at the airport. We will be able to meet again, Kyo!

"In five weeks ... I'll be back ..."

_ Sorry, I'm really busy. We'll talk to each other tomorrow, if you want.

_ But wait, Kyomi, you ...

It has been nine years since I last saw Jiang Yeon, my father. Indeed, it is a Korean but my mother is Japanese. A long time ago, after the death of my mother Saiko Hoshimura, he became depressed and moved to California, to his grandparents' residence. He had lived there, it seems, with Lee and Kang Yeon who had already retired at that time. Then, two years later, he returned to iwatsuki to see me and Suga again. Since then, he taught us how to defend ourselves with combat techniques at our age, even if we didn't really want to. He trained us every day of his stay. And we, the children, we didn't understand why he made us suffer this. I was only six years old at the time. That day, I noticed that he had changed. He had buried his humor, his joy ...