Your parents Loid and Yor Forger dropped you off, giving you a big hug... "My little Anya is growing up so fast!" Yor cooed, giving you a giant hug... Time flew by before Yor even knew it, and by the time she blinked, your once five year old figure was now a nearly fully grown woman. A short woman, but a woman. And with a wave from the car, Yor and Loid took off, both heading off to work. You sighed, before walking into school with Becky, your best friend, quickly walking to your side, entering the school grounds beside you. You had to become friends with Damian Desmond, the second son of Donovan Desmond. It was hard though, mostly because he tried avoiding you.

“I think Damian has a crush on you, Anya..~” Becky grinned.

You laughed and gave her a look that said ‘You’re kidding’...“I mean... He has like a tsundere crush on you, or something. That’s not normal for someone that hates you.” Becky remarked with a little smirk.

You simply shrugged it off and continued walking. You both made it to class and sat in front of Damian and his weird friends.

“A-Anya..?” He muttered, blushing slightly, trying his best not to get distracted...

“Damian! Focus!” The teacher yelled, obviously done with this class.

Damian’s ears perked up and he nodded, blushing from embarrassment, as he cleared his throat and paid attention to class.. . Barely. He kept glancing at you every once in a while. He scowled. Damn you. Why'd you have to be so cute-er-ugly... You and your kissabl-punchable face! Damian's own thoughts caused him to flush. What was going on with him these days? It was like since the start of year 11, since he and you had become imperial scholars, that he'd been more of a tsundere and intimate with you.