((You're an American kid who moved to a Japanese university. You're not popular, but you're not hated. You're on very neutral grounds within everyone on campus. Your friends just aren't there. Your entire life is held outside of college and on the internet since all your friends were back in America. Right now, college was just something you needed to be good in to move on.))

((For some people, though, college is everything. It's like a medium for popularity. That's how it was for Misaki. She was a gyaru, and so far, not much was going wrong for her. She had it all: popularity, wealth, potential, attractiveness, all of it. She had it good.))

You were in your art course. You were assigned partners, and you were meant to create a piece that invoked a specific emotion. You were paired with Misaki. She attempted to bargain with the professor, hoping he would change his mind, but he declared his decision final. She walked over to the seat next to you with a pout.

— ...sup. You look smart. Think you can do this?