This takes place when Ryohei is still a freshman; therefore the main gang is still in elementary school. Yes, for all those dense people out there, those sexy boys were not high school students; they are still in junior high. Which means some of you are pedophiles. Chie is younger and smaller than everybody else because skipped a grade. She's just genius like that.

"Welcome, freshmen, to Namimori Junior High! I am proud to announce . . . " The pudgy man atop the podium droned. He was already sweating from standing in front of the mass of 12 and 13 year olds and fellow teachers, making the speech he does every year word to word. His baldhead shined by the spotlight, blinding some innocent students. He was the principal of the shabby middle school with one of the lowest test scores in Japan. On the side of the packed gymnasium, there were some teachers and a few class representatives. "I'd like to introduce you to a very special student this year. She is only 11 years old and she achieved the highest score on our entrance exam. Please welcome, Takami Chie-san!" The principal spread one of his arms in a 'grand entrance'-esque manner, but it slowly lowered as no one came forward. "Uh, Takami Chie-san? Are you present?" He started sweating nervously as the freshman snickered, whispering to each other. The principal could feel the little respect his students had for him diminish quickly.

"I'm right here." Everybody turned their head towards the double door entrance of the indoor gymnasium, where a small child with a dull olive green hair tied in low pigtails stood, wiping her hands with her handkerchief. "Sorry sir. I was at the washroom." She scanned the room with her sharp eyes. "What did I miss?"

"Uh, you were, uh, supposed to make your . . . class president speech?" Chie stared at the man that looked like he could roll off the stage any minute and fooled him and everybody else with a bright innocent smile.

"Of course! How could I forget! Silly me!" Chie tilted her head, pointing at her own head, sticking out her tongue in a childish manner. Many people quickly swooned at the cuteness. Idiots. The girl inwardly smirked when she noted that she had fooled most of the teachers. She sauntered her way to the stage, climbed on, fixed her uniform, and lowered the microphone to her level and cleared her throat.

"My name is Takami Chie, and I'm an 11 years old genius." Chie started. Some students with their mind still in tact sweat dropped at her introduction. "Of course, being the genius I am, I got the highest score on the entrance exam and obviously became the freshmen class president." She twirled her long pigtail in a nonchalant manner, and then suddenly, her cheerful demeanor changed drastically to a menacing aura. "And I absolutely hate failures. I have no tolerance for them. I think they are a waste of space." Chie took a deep breath, and her bright smile returned. "That's all! I hope I get along with everybody! Tehe!" She waved to the crowd enthusiastically as she got off the stage and to her seat in the front row.

Everybody was quite surprised by her two faced attitude. The principal hobbled his way back to the microphone and extended it to his height. He wiped his now pale forehead with his handkerchief (that had the kanji for 'meat' all over it, courtesy of his loving daughter.)

"Uh, that concluded the new class president's speech. I will now read to you the new school requirements . . ." Chie zoned him out. She had already researched the new rules online along with anything else that will give her an advantage to stay on the top of the school.

Now, people may ask her, if she wants to be the best, why go to Namimori Middle? She should go to Midori Middle or some other prestigious school. Chie smirked to herself. Oh, then other smart people will surround her. Then she'll have more trouble being in the top if there is going to be so many obstacles. Too much competition. So she chose Namimori, where there is nobody that can match up to her, therefore be a threat to her status. Genius, isn't she?

"Psst, hey you! Girl with the green hair!"

Zokuu.

Chie looked down at her arm and narrowed her eyes. Goosebumps? That must mean . . . She turned her head slightly to a rather brainless looking jock with white dyed hair. She raised her eyebrow. "My names Sasagawa Ryohei! I like boxing! Who're you?" Chie glared at him. Did he not listen to her speech? She clearly introduced herself in the beginning. This was what she was talking about. Failures only waste the air we breathe.

"Leave me alone." She hissed. She waited for him to turn around, but he didn't.

"Why should I?" Ryohei asked.

Zoku zokuuu.

"Our dear principal is making a speech. How about we talk after the entrance ceremony?" That's a complete lie, by the way. She was going to run like hell once the fat guy's speech was over. Ryohei tilted his head, and slammed his fist into the palm of his hand.

"That's a great idea!"

Ha, stupid.

"Hey! Where are you going? I thought we're going to talk!" Che ignored him and speed walked her way out the gymnasium. Of course, because of her shortness and Ryohei's athletic stamina, he easily caught up.

Damn it.

"Hey!" He grabbed one of her pigtails, causing her to yelp in surprise and pain.

"That hurt, you asshole! What was that for?!"

"You said we were going to talk!" Ryohei stated as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. Chie stared at him in annoyance. Couldn't he get the hint that she didn't want to be friends with stupid people? It'll make her chances of staying top student lessen. It'll also ruin her reputation! So she told it to him straight.

"I don't want to be friends with you." Chie stated with utter bluntness. Ryohei blinked. She waited for his to burst out in tears and run away, calling her evil, bitch, or something along those lines.

"But I do! You're funny!"

Fuck.

"You're stupid." Chie put an emphasis on the last word. This time he frowned. Good. Now he'll burst into tears and run awa—

BAM.

"-!" Chie's hand quickly went up to her nose, where blood trickled out of her nostrils.

That fucktard just punched her in the nose!

She bent forward in pain, also to keep the blood from dripping onto her crisp white uniform. Ryohei stood over her with his fist raised in triumph.

"My grandpa said that if I need friends, I need to beat them into submission!" Chie gawked at him, wide eyed.

What period was his grandpa from, the Edo Period?!

Fortunately for her, a teacher that was patrolling for any lost freshmen found them before Ryohei actually beat her into submission.

Chie was sent to the nurse's office while Ryohei was sent to the principal's office.

What a first encounter.

Oh heyhey, author here! I edited this for the millionth time since every time I read this chapter I seem to find something that doesn't seem right, smh. I think the first time I uploaded this was . . . what, 3 years ago? What a long time! I've been kind of on and off with this fic so new readers beware, there are times when I don't update for months! But in the end, I always give into the urge and write a new chapter. KHR characters are too complex with too little background to resist! They are like writing material gold mine!

Anyway, I hope you enjoy the rest of your stay here! Maybe drop a review while you're at it! I always try my best to reply to all my reviews (unless they're unreplyable, like 'update soon! Lol').

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