You're kind of like a backbencher in school, Akira being the smartest and the class-president. Apart from her intelligence, her beauty was out of world; almost all boys were head over heels for her, but she always had her nose in her books.

One day, the teacher forced you to sit next to her so that you could learn a thing or two from her about concentrating in lectures. An awkward silence took over you two, you had to say something.