“Please come to the back of the gym after school. I have something important to tell you.” - Love V.


[color=goldenrod]"The gym after school...?"[/color] Asha said re-reading the curious parchment. She had never, in her entire life, had such a situation where someone was luring her to a place after class. Of course she would go! After all, this nice person had asked her too and it would be extremely rude not to go, but it still felt odd. She had just gotten here so who would want to meet her so badly?

Asha looked around, to her left and right, to see if anyone else had a note. No. She was the only one at the lockers 3 minutes before the first period started. So strange! She hooked a strand of her long, silky blond hair behind her left ear as she pocketed the note. [color=goldenrod]"I should probably hurry and get to class..."[/color] Thinking outloud she placed her tennis gear into her locker and hurried in her school attire in the direction she thought the classroom was.

Turned out she was turned around, going backwards, and even had the numbers mixed up. Having to sprint for a spell, Asha bearly made it in just before the new student, Romeo, was introduced. Asha let out a breath of air as she realized she had bearly made it on time. Asha began her usual morning conversation with her peers directly to her right. She was so bad at names though she couldn't remember how to pronounce them and, to avoid seemingly like she never listened, she always tried to avoid calling for their names directly. There was some gossip about a school fight, some politics, something about a park being infested with something and rumors about a teacher being an undercover gangster or something, Asha only half listened today. She was distracted.

Asha could help but gawk at Romeo as he came in. He seemed...Strange. He, like a rare handful of other students, didn't seem oriential. He was definitely foreign, but she couldn't place where. Who was he and where was he from? He seemed a little chipper too, as if maybe excited about something in the room or his mind. He was sat by Maria, to which Asha followed with her eyes silently. 

[color=slateblue]"Are you listening, Asha-chan?"[/color]
Her friend to the left, possibly Saiyaka, (her name was Sakura) called. She was in the middle of her story and here Asha was rudely staring at boys, [color=goldenrod]"Oh. I am so sorry. I just thought he looked familiar,"[/color] She said, pretty loud. [color=goldenrod]"He reminds me of a friend of my grandpa,"[/color] Asha added, returning her eyes to her peer and nodding, [color=goldenrod]"It was Mr. Kahtezo, right? The one that might be an undercover gangster?"[/color] Asha chimmed, showing that she was at least half listening.
[color=slateblue]"Keitenzo-sensei, Asha-chan. No one knows what "Mr" is, sounds weird. Don't do that,"[/color] Her friend reprimanded. 
[color=goldenrod]"Sorry, sorry. Old habits,"[/color] Asha said with a short laugh. 

And with that she was no longer focused on Romeo, the mysterious new student, and was instead now listening to her friend go on and on about some probably made up story of this dangerous teacher.