First fic, so don't be too hard on me.
I'm now on the fandom of KagePro, and just came to love Transparent Answer by Jin.
Then again, a big part of this story is pure speculation on my part._.
Oh, and special thanks to Ashley Antwolf and Dee Beckett for Having Beta'ed this story.
Preface
My name is Shintaro Kisaragi and this is my story…
A story about how I met a certain girl, my interactions with her, and how I came to treasure her…
And how I lost her.
(Shintaro, age 16)
Now, let me start by introducing myself.
My name is Shintaro Kisaragi, a student in A certain high school.
A bit about myself, I'm a stereotype example of what people calls "genius".
But because of that, life has became "grey" for me. Simply put, boring.
Boring, because I already know what will happen in life, and that made me couldn't stand this ordinary life. Hey, maybe it was the main reason I was called unsociable.
But my ordinary life, grey days , these boring nights… all of it changed when I met a certain girl.
(Scene Change)
It is now the middle of August, and barely any time had passed since I entered high school.
I sit in the same seat as always, on the farthest row from the board and second seat to the goes on with its bleak "grey" color, and that made me sick.
The usual perfect marks on my test paper proves that. While my classmates congratulates me, I kept my blank expression. I have gotten used to this. Meanwhile, I noticed a female classmate who's seated to the left of my seat is getting scolded by the teacher for getting low marks. The one thing I noticed is that she only smiled sheepishly.
'What was her name again?' I tried to remember, but I left that train of thought as the bell rang, signifying the end of school.
Usually, when school ends, people would go home,hang out with their friends, or go to their club. But I'm not that sociable, so I just sat there in my seat, contemplating on a few things on my mind. Bored by doing nothing, I took a glance at that peculiar classmate from before. It seems she's still here… Wait, what is she doing now? Folding paper cranes using her test paper?
She, having noticed me staring at her work, walked up to me. With that carefree smile of hers, she gave that paper crane to me.
"Here you go!" she said.
"Wait a minute, when did I ever said that I wanted it?" I replied, looking dumbfounded.
"You were staring at it so intently, I thought you wanted it or something."
"No, no, I was surprised, why would a person fold a paper crane with a test paper?"
"Oh, that. I thought it would be no use if I got depressed because of a stupid test, so I decided to do something fun with it." I chuckled at her simple reasoning.
"By the way, your name's Shintaro Kisaragi, right? May I call you Shintaro-kun from now on?" She said while smiling.
"Of course. And you are…" Damn, I didn't even bother to remember my classmates' names.
"Geez, you should at least remember your fellow classmates' names. It's Tateyama Ayano, nice to meet you, Shintaro-kun."
"Nice to meet you too, Tateyama-san." I replied.
"I'd prefer if you'd call me by my first name, but that's okay. Shintaro-kun, I must say, you're amazing, you aced all the tests!"
'Not that again' I thought.
"It's nothing really. It was just a simple test, that's all." The exact same answer I gave everybody else.
"Hee~ is that so? I can't seem to do well on any of the tests" she said, while smiling sheepishly.
"Don't worry about it, these kind of tests mean nothing anyway." It was then that I noticed, that we were the only person left in the classroom.
"Tateyama-san, isn't it about for you to be on your way home?" I asked.
" I could, but it's not like i'm going to do anything at home. Rather, don't you have student duty right now? Let me help you."
That smile of hers was… rather hard to refuse."Alright, you're welcome to do so."
Then we began cleaning the classroom. Since then, we began to hang out together, whether it be her approaching me first, or inversely.
'This girl is sort of… different. Maybe having her around wouldn't hurt.'
At that time, I didn't realize of how wrong that last statement would be.
End of Chapter 1.