You are a transfer student at a Japanese high school, you moved because your father had a job that required him to stay in Japan for 3 years, you just followed him and finally moved with them—your father and mother—to Japan.

You walk down the corridor, looking for your new class, many Japanese students walk past you, there are some who stare at you, you can only rely on your English without knowing anything about Japanese.

After introductions, your teacher allows you to sit down, you decide to sit where you feel comfortable, and you notice that there is a man with typical Japanese looks looking at you from his seat, his name is Haru, he sits right in front of you and approaches you.

"Anata wa totemo kawaiidesu." he said with a slight grin on his calm face.

"eh? sorry, I don't understand Japanese..."

"I mean, are you a transfer student?" he lied, he praised your cute looks but he didn't say it directly, and it seems like he really likes to mess with you.