I am a person who has a life full of regrets (well who doesn't). It was more of something I didn't do although I had all the means at my disposal to have stopped it from happening. No point crying over spilled milk', that's what I always told myself to console myself. I know it's very surprising and funny to hear such heavy emotions coming from a high school kid. It’s just that I am pissed off and I am just taking off the steam. Life is so boring and here I was wishing for an adventurous life. Little did I know that today my life, for better or the worst, wouldn't be the same anymore.

It was just like any other day for a high schooler to walk the lanes of a crowded street. My school is close to my house and that is the reason I go to that school. Sometimes I feel like quitting school cause in today's world, anything and everything can be learned through the internet. Well, there is still time before I reach, so why not tell you a bit about my past because I am pretty sure that you guys have already started speculating that I might have a dark past and that might be the reason for my gloomy mood. The thing is I don't want to stay that way, but my upbringing was a bit different than most of the kids I know. My father had a lot of transfers in his job, hence I also had to change school a lot. The thing is, most of the kids would have already formed their friend circles and suddenly, I cannot be a part of that. Although they were always nice to me and I don't blame them for not involving me in their circle, I mean after all, they(circles) form through bonding and trust, and I totally respect that. I don't blame my dad either, I mean he was looking out for his family. This boring past of me was narrated to clear the reason for my gloomy mood and it is not because I am sad but because the life till now has been one big boring movie which has been playing over and over.

"Good Morning, Reo" Yuuto greeted me with a joyful smile as he bumped into me.

I was startled for a second there, but I had gotten used to his unusual greeting. I greeted him too with a little smile. His full name is Yuuto Takanashi. It's hard to believe that a person like me even has friends, let alone being buddies. I moved to Tokyo three years ago. That is two years after my grandfather passed away. Before Yuuto, my only best buds were my grandfather and the girl who lived next door. As for her snow-white hair, I always thought she was a foreigner. Her name was something related to her hair or at least that's how I remember. She was not a nerd like me and yet she came to my house to play chess and other board games. She talked a lot and often asked me questions about my other hobbies and stuff, but I never replied properly. There were two reasons: one, because I was shy around people and two, for some strange reason she seemed attractive and pleasant to have around which destroyed my self-confidence completely. I can't remember her face quite well even though she came very often to my house, but I do remember admiring her beauty. But, I tell myself that, I was young and naive, and it was totally normal to feel the way I felt as, I was a healthy growing boy after all. But then again even if she did appear in front of me, there is no way I would recognize her. Let's say I did, and I even mustered up the courage and asked her out, there is no way in hell she would accept a nerd like me. But the very interesting thing was my other buddy.

It was my grandfather (my mother's father). Unlike other old dudes I know off, usually take it easy in their old days as they are fully aware of their physical and mental instability. On the other hand, my grandfather was still very stubborn to give up his passion. In fact, I remember him this well because of his strange obsession for chess and other strategy related games. I still remember him sitting beside me, giving directions so as to what to do next whenever I played any squad based RTS (Real Time Strategy) or MOBA (Massive Online Battle Arena) games. These are games where you control single or multiple characters to fight your way through different levels or simply win against your opponent. Here, strategy matters the most and only the best strategist wins. I spent most of the time in my room playing games because I was very good at it and yes, also because it was very addictive (at least for me). But the most astonishing thing was that my granddad's advice helped me win some of those games. It was funny and a bit strange to see an old man cope with modern technology so well. Most of the adults including my parents discourage their kids from playing computer games. My grandfather was the first and only person who acknowledged my skill and encouraged me to play. But that was also one the reasons why parents argued stating that my grandfather was spoiling me. That was five years ago before he passed away. For some reason, I still vividly remember him and all his crazy stories about him commanding a group of heroes into battle, just like the way I did in my games. Although I told myself that it was my grandpa's fantasies. I still couldn't rest my heart because of the way he narrated without leaving a single detail, it was as if he was there when it all went down. Sometimes I felt the urge to ask my mom if the stories were true but then again, I was afraid of being laughed at and called "silly". And now, I know I did good by not asking mom or anyone else. My relatives have enough embarrassing childhood memories to roast me for the rest of my life.

"G…..Goo……Good Morning, Mr. Arai", Hinata greeted hesitantly with a bit of shy look.

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"Good morning, Miss Hasegawa", I returned the gesture, again with a tiny smile on my face.

"Hey, no Good Morning for ………..", Yuuto exclaimed with a deviant smile on his face.

"Go to hell", Hinata replied with a stern face interrupting him before he could finish.

Yuuto had a look of a dead man as if he was shot down by a girl before he could even propose to her.

"I will see you at school", Hinata said with a soft voice as she left for school ahead of us.

As the distant became large, I could see her expression change and her murmuring and cussing. It seemed she was mad at something or someone. Yuuto and Hinata are childhood friends. As anyone can guess, when I first transferred to my current high school, Yuuto was the first one to approach and talk to me. Most of the students didn't take any interest in me because of my nerdy look back then. But I have changed since then for Yuuto sake so that he isn't made fun of just because he is friends with me. He never complained about it, in fact, it looked like he genuinely liked spending time with me. Later Miss Hasegawa joined the party. Yet, she always is a bit awkward around me for some reason. I tried asking Yuuto about it, he would get this creepy grin on his face and instead of answering me he would, in turn, ask me some idiotic questions like, why was I so concerned about her? and if I was into her? Well honestly, Miss Hasegawa was not a bad person, in fact, she is like an idol. Everyone admires her and she is my one and only best friend's childhood friend and I am pretty sure that he secretly has a crush on her or at the least he used to have. That is the very reason I don't want things to grow awkward between us. Yet I tried and told what was on my mind.

"Hey, I think Miss Hasegawa should not hang out with us or at the least not when I am around………", my voice went lower and lower as I spoke, feeling ashamed of myself.

Yeah, I know, I am a coward, but I think that it was the best for both of us. By both, I mean Hinata and myself. But I forgot the quality of my communication skills when it comes to speaking my mind and got a totally wrong message through.

"Hey man, what happened, did she do something wrong? Did she offend you in some way? I know she acts a bit strange whenever you are around but I assure you she doesn't hate you, actually she………….. forget that tell me what she did to offend you and I will make her apologize to you", Yuuto replied with a stern face of conviction. And I knew he was not joking.

"No no no no no……. you have got the wrong idea, she has not ………", I heard the school bell go as I was clarifying.

Damn my luck, I told Yuuto not to tell any of these to Hinata and to come to the roof and I shall clarify myself. Both of us then hurried to class. I and Yuuto are in class three C whereas Hinata was in class three A. I am pretty good in studies, but I soon learned that it also hints to a nerdy behaviour. That was bad, as that would again lead me to have no friends at all. But Yuuto already knows my secret so as to how I try to get an average score and try not to stand out. Probably he already told Miss Hasegawa about this. All of a sudden there is this sound of the door sliding and a sudden silence spreads inside the classroom. That was Miss Reiko Hasegawa. Yes, she is Hinata's older sister. She is also very pretty but also very scary. All the boys in the school adore her. They say that the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. She didn't shut the door behind her after she entered, that’s not right. Last she did this and we all had to clean the school grounds for the whole day. It was partly our fault too because we were the ones who skipped her special class and she had prepared well for it too. She was mad at us for the whole week. Well, I deduced it beforehand because she was five minutes late and she normally greets us back with a broad smile whenever we wish her Good Morning, but that wasn't the case the day she punished us. Well, today was different but not in a bad way, I guess. She did greet us back but it was a broader smile than usual and then she took a huge breath to calm herself and contain the excitement. There are not many things that excite Miss Reiko. It is just two things: cold desserts and cute girls. The latter sounds a bit creepy but it is true. I have seen Miss Reiko snuggling up to her little sister when I accidentally crossed their path in the mall. Hinata was pretty embarrassed to be caught like that and now that I think of it, that might also be the reason why Hinata acts weird around me. She might be still embarrassed because of that day. Well according to me it was perfectly normal, I mean it shows how much Miss Reiko loves her little sister.

"Hey, what do you think it is this time. Are we in trouble again? How bad is it?" Yuuto asked in a painful tone.

I knew that nothing was wrong but I still wanted to have some fun. But when I looked at his grim face, I didn't feel like making fun of him and hence I told him as it is.

"It's not bad, in fact, it is good. I think we have a transfer student. To top it up, it is a CUTE GIRL", I replied with a soft voice with emphasis.

That was the closest I could get from Miss Reiko's facial expression and body language.

"CUTE GIRL", Yuuto exclaimed with joy loudly and now we had the attention of the whole class to the last benches.

"Well, Mr. Takanashi, I wouldn't waste my time asking you so as to how you managed to acquire that knowledge but nonetheless you are absolutely right. Class, we have a transfer student who would be joining us today. That's your cue.", Miss Reiko looked at the door as she waved at the transfer student standing beside it; signalling her to enter.

She entered softly and gently, her silk white hair gliding throughout her parade like a proud nation's flag would in a gusty wind. She truly looked like a goddess who had descended from the heavens.