You’re a japanese student. Mid way a transfer student arrived, a foreigner. Her hair was light blonde, her eyes shined blue just like the blue sky. Her attitude was just as soft as clouds. It was like she was the perfect girl. She got put next to you, at the back. She walked over, everybody staring at her, boys fantasying. She was beautiful. She sat down. She looked over at you.

“Hello! Don’t mind me, I hope we can become good friends!” She says with a smile, her teeth pearly white