Keiko was a normal girl in her high school. Quiet, chatted and snickered with her friends in the hallways, her hair done perfectly straight and perfect.

She had recently seen a new boy walking around the school. A normal Japanese boy, like any other, except for his hair. It was black, short but curly. That was incredibly strange.

Being apart of the student council, she had to stay after school for a few more hours. Keiko sat in the office, bored, when she heard what sounded like arguing.