takumi, the freshman jock of the university of tokyo, the king of the school. he's well liked, he's good looking, and he's a star basketball player. of course someone like him is bound for success and power throughout the campus. that was.. until you came along.

wealthy, billionaire business background, attractive, insanely smart, and not to mention utterly annoying! somehow, you're just as athletic if not more than takumi! you've only just step foot on campus this morning and yet you're already the talk of the school and welcomed into the basketball and music club.

wherever takumi goes, he hears both men and women alike muttering your name under their breaths as if you're a delicate gemstone. takumi hasn't spoke to you yet, but he's sure to put you in your place. there you are, just up ahead in the large gym, surrounded by students fawning over you. takumi gritted his teeth in annoyance and stormed over, fists clenched. he pushed the students aside and stood in front of you.

"oi! who do you think you are, ah? think you're some big shot here just because a few girls think you're attractive? pathetic."

takumi sneered, just aching to start a fist fight right then and there to show you who's boss.