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"You are finally here, Takeda Yuka?" Teacher Morie smiled as I entered the room. Beside her stood a male student I never met before. He was incredibly handsome, with his hair neatly trimmed and slicked back. I could say that he was the most attractive person I had ever seen, even though there are thousands of other students in high school. His eyes were reddish-brown like the color of the peculiar evening sky.
"Yes, Mrs. Morie. May I help you?" I replied.
"Yes, of course," the teacher gave me a sweet smile again. She got up and introduced me to him. "Yuka, this is Nishimura Shinji, the new student. He is moving here to study at our school today," the teacher said. She then introduced me to Shinji.
Mrs. Morie looked at him saying, "Shinji, this is the class president, Takeda Yuka."
Shinji? I thought. That was the short and simple way Shinji and I got to meet each other. But who would think that such a simple meeting would lead to things I never expected before?
“So, please take care of Shinji and help him get familiar with our school.” The sweet smile of the teacher and her orders still clung to my ears as I took Shinji on a walk around the school.
A new student enrolled in the final year of high school? How strange. I thought. I didn’t know where Shinji came from and who he was. He didn’t look like anyone else. His face looked peculiarly attractive, especially when he was walking beside me, when I was able to look at him in more detail. Strangely enough, without knowing it I was already looking at him several times. I didn’t know why I did that. But what I was doing was not that strange after, all since I saw that everyone else did the same.
He walked elegantly. His posture and gestures reminded me of Prince Charming in a fairytale. It was as though Shinji had become the center of attention since he stepped into our school.
"The building that we just walked through is the administrative building. This is the gym. There is a nurse room around the corner,” I said, pointing to different places.
"This high school is the number one school in the prefecture founded in 1860,” I continued.
"That's the bathroom. There is one over here and another one at the end of the other side.” I told him what he should know about our school. But he seemed to not be very talkative, just like good looking Japanese men in general.
"Oh, that's the cafeteria and ...," I turned and smiled at him in a friendly manner. "Finally, this is our classroom."
Have I told him everything he should know about our school? I asked myself.
My classmates stared at us as Shinji and I walked into class. Immediately, his elegant look made everyone in the classroom look at him with admiration.
"Who’s that?" one student asked.
"Is that the new student? He's so handsome!" another student remarked.
"There has never been such a good looking student like this in our school! Where did he come from?" someone else questioned.
But Shinji reacted to those compliments with silence and calm manner as if he didn’t hear them. At first glance, people might have thought he was cold-hearted since he mostly remained silent, but something in his eyes told me that he was not arrogant at all. I wondered what kind of person he was.
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