LOVE IN SNOW »kisses in the dark PART ONE “Transfer student, transfer student! You hear me, guys?? TRANSFER STUDENT!” Every single boy and girl jumped by the voice of Nakamaru Yuichi - Maru - when the young boy stopped by the empty teacher desk and panted for air. The room drowned in silence. Of course, silence in a class room doesn’t stay there too very long. Just some seconds later, Maru found himself surrounded by almost all the guys in the room. They wanted to know everything: “Who is it?” “Where from?” “Is it a girl, is it a boy?” Koyama, a squint-eyed boy finally asked, bowing over a really short class mate. “A… Girl I guess, it looked like one.” “You SAW her?!” the boys screamed. Happy as hell. “Just from behind, guys!” Maru laughed and got up at the teacher’s desk. “LIIIGHTHAIRED!” “Oh my, how do they bear…” one of the chicks groaned before leaning her head against her friends shoulder and whisper the news she’d heard about the transfer student herself. “Good morning”, a merry voice said when Hakama-sensei, their home teacher, entered the room. “Nakamaru, why’re you at my desk? Get down get down, for now it’s mine.” Maru got down with a start, and played serious when Hakama-sensei tapped his shoulder and ended with: “You’ll have to become a teacher before using the teacher’s desk, boy.” “Oh I’m so sorry”, Maru said, bowing - before giving the class a mad face as he and the other boys walked back to their own desks. “Ah”, Akanishi Jin said. “Sensei, where’s the transfer student?” Akanishi Jin… everybody knows who he is, the most popular boy at the whole place. Probably the richest too, but anyways. Everywhere he went, so did the pupils, and when he liked something, everybody suddenly liked it too. It was just outsiders, like Koki the rapper or people that wasn’t seen, who didn’t follow the unwritten rule. Even the teachers loved Jin - he was their favourite as his father gave money to the school. But for the moment, Hakama-sensei stood with his nose down in the papers that he’d brought, and he didn’t really listen before the handsome (oh yeah, Jin was truly handsome) guy cleared his throat. “Oi? Jin-kun? What did you say?” Hakama-sensei said, smiling against him. “The transfer student”, all the class said together. “Ah, the transfer… how did you know about her?” With a sigh, the teacher sat down in his chair. “I’ll never understand how you guys always knows everything before me… I just got to know it!” “Sensei!” “Haah?” “The transfer student, sensei?” Jin’s closest friend, the second guy in popularity named Kamenashi Kazuya, said. “Sure, sure. Just hold a moment. She’s… right… THERE. Ta-da.” Everybody followed the way to which his hands pointed, and their eyes got stuck on the being that stood there. With her face hidden by long, light brown fringe, nobody really could see her eyes, but from the small part of her face they could see, Jin said what everybody thought. (Of course, if he’d said something else, they would’ve agreed too. He was Jin, after all.) “Not the prettiest I’ve seen!” They laughed with him and he and Kazuya changed some secret smiles with each other, but nobody saw it ‘cause they were still staring at the transfer. “Aw, don’t chaff her, Jin-kun”, Takama-sensei said, almost laughing himself, before rising up again and turning towards the blackboard behind him. “Her name is Ueda Tatsuko. Ueda, would you please present yourself?” “Un”, her low voice said, still she seemed as if she spoke to the floor. “I’m… from Saitama. We… we had to go here because of dad’s work.” When she got silent, Takama-sensei tried to make her speak again, while the class quietly giggled. “Anything you want to do, clubs you want to join, or something?” “We’ll see.” The girl Ueda lifted here eyes and seemed to look at them all, before smiling as if she had a secret of her own. “My desk’s that one isn’t it?” She said, pointing at the empty one behind Jin’s. “Yes”, Takama-sensei answered. “Hey, why is she going to sit here?!” Jin suddenly said, agitated. “Can’t she sit back with the other geeks?” “Ah, I think she’ll try that place first, Jin-kun.” Takama-sensei - one of the few teachers who seemed to have his own brains left. Or at least parts of it.

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