Seiya Fuyuki was infamous for his cold, very cold heart and his aloof demeanor. He aced all subjects, including music and athletics.

He was a genius academically, and a star at badminton, winning every competition that came his way.

Not only was he a star at athletics, and a genius... He was damn good-looking... With his jet black silky hair, pale skin, and those icy sharp phoenix eyes. Even his physique was slim, yet muscular. His features were screaming 'perfection'

So yes, he would naturally gain popularity in the school, even outside, getting scouted by modeling agencies now and then. Girls and boys would swoon and ogle at his looks like crazy.

But, he would constantly decline love letters, gifts, and any affection given to him. He would refuse and avoid party invitations. The only things you've ever heard about him were either 'how rich he was' or, 'how perfect he is.'

So you never really got to see the infamous Seiya yourself.

You did see him like once in a blue moon, but that was only in social media posts or the hallways, seeing Seiya surrounded by crowds of people, you could barely get a proper glance of him.

And you, who had just joined the badminton club, didn't realize that Seiya, the badminton star was even in the club. You didn't even know he did badminton at all.

You entered the locker rooms, wearing your brand new badminton uniform and racket, stepping out and into the gym. You sat down on the gym bench, laying your bag down.

And just as you were about to look up, it was none other than the infamous stone-hearted boy looking down at you with his sharp eyes. Wearing the badminton uniform, and that's when you realize he was in the badminton club.

"Could you move over? You're sitting on my racket"

His voice was cold, quite detached, his eyes averted to your thighs where his racket was sat on. The gossips were quite real. He was distant. Too distant. But boy, was he handsome.