The elusive morning sunlight shone around my curtains to caress my face, while my alarm clock rang a beautiful tune. "Ahhh, another perfect morning for a perfect being," I said as I slowly opened my eyes to take in the beauty of my existence and tapped my ringing clock which shows 5.30am.

I placed my smooth hands on the blanket and elegantly shifted to the side of the bed. "Finally, today is the day where I will present myself to the perfect school for me. I shall be peerless in that school!" I thought to myself as a grin stretched across my face. As I stretched my arms, I stepped out of the soft king-sized bed. I glided towards a mirror at the end of my room beside a lacquered wardrobe. On the wardrobe, hung an ironed red blazer with a black long sleeve shirt. A white rose lying on an opened book was sewn onto the blazer and shirt at the left chest pocket. The logo of エリートルックスの学校 (Erītorukkusu no Gakkō). The school at which I am studying at from today onwards. By the side of the blazer and shirt, hung a pair of ironed black long pants. I turned my head from the refined uniform to the polished mirror. In the mirror, stood a 16 year old young adult. With a sharp jawline and nose, eyes with double eyelids, face free from any scars, hair that is sleek and he stood at a height of 175cm. "Oh my, who is this handsome looking guy?", the same phrase that I say whenever I look into anything that was reflective. Be it a one-way glass, a public toilet mirror or the surface of a public park pond.

After my routine self-admiration, I slid into the silky smooth School of Elite Looks uniform. I checked from head to toe for any ugly crease and grabbed my navy blue bag before heading out of my room. While I walked down the stairs towards the dining room for breakfast, a sudden jerk from a dreadful and unfamiliar hallucination shook me. "I HATE YOU. YOUR PERSONALITY AND EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU!" screamed a pre-pubescent girl with long black hair with a blurred face as she stood at the bottom of the stairs. Tears barrelled down her cheeks and fell to the polished wooden floor. The girl disappeared into black smoke when my mother called me down for breakfast.

"What was that? That silhouette of the girl seemed familiar though," I whispered to myself before shaking my head in an attempt to ignore that hallucination.

"Well, if it isn't my handsome son! Come, have a sunny-side-up egg and hotdogs for breakfast," suggested warmly by my mother, Sakurai Mitsuko. Her face was porcelain smooth with a fair skin tone that every other female will be jealous of. I sat down on the wooden chair and immediately begun to tuck in on the delectable breakfast that I get to taste every morning.

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"Where's father?" I asked.

"Your father is on a business trip starting today, so he will not be coming back for 4 days. It will only be you and me," my mother replied.

I just nodded my head in enlightenment as I placed a slice of egg into my mouth.

Upon finishing my breakfast, I picked up my bag and headed to the front door to wear a pair of black socks and black polished Italian leather shoes specially made for me by the school as an incentive. My feet felt surprisingly cool despite wearing socks and black leather shoes and my toes were free to move around. As expected of an Italian shoe. With that, I announced to my mother that I was leaving the house and opened the door to greet the morning sunlight with a charming smile on my face.

On the way to school, I darted my eyes around trying to spot for any girls looking at me with envy and interest. Just as I wanted, every girl on the streets looked my way, from kindergarteners to working adult females. I simply smiled at every one of them and brushed my hair back before continuing on my way to school. "This is the usual, Genijiro. Just walk on." I thought to myself while I closed my eyes to take in all the attention that I was getting from the girls.

Before I realised it, I was already at the school gate. Again, I surveyed the surroundings for any girls looking at me. But there was NONE. Even though there were girls wearing the School of Elite Looks iconic red and black uniform, they were all minding their own business.

"What the hell. This is unprecedented. Any girl will look at me no matter what, even if I have bed hair..." I dejectedly whispered to myself before a more burly looking male walked into me from behind. As if by instinct, I swiftly turned my head around and tried to get a glimpse of the insolent individual who walked into me. But before I could do it, he shoved me aside and said: "Don't block my way, dirt face." I stood stumped as I looked at the back of the burly male, he was wearing the exact same uniform as I am and I reluctantly judged him to be almost on par with me in terms of looks. Muscular body paired with a deep and comforting voice, perfectly tanned skin, black hair combed back neatly and a thick butt.

"Th...This isn't what I pictured this school to be... I thought I could stand out from everyone right from the start..." I said despondently as I lifted my face towards the sky and gave the sky a look of disbelief.

That encounter is the first of many for myself...