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(Picture Hyugo)

I followed him, watched him, observed him as he pulled the chair out, and sat down next to me.

I looked at his face, he had strong features, he looked like a guy you ultimately don't want to mess with too much. His eyes were sharp but big with his eyebrows being bushy but nicely kept at the same time. He had thin lips and short messy hair that looked soft but not too crazy. He didn't look all that bad until I looked at his outfit.

He wasn't wearing the school uniform. He had a plain low-cost t-shirt with a cheap-looking jean jacket. Paired with worn out and ripped jeans and disgusting skater shoes.

He turned my way and caught me staring. But instead of turning away, I kept eye contact. I stared at him and he stared back at me too. He glared at me and turned back focusing to the front. That just left a bad taste in my mouth.

Everyone loved me, even if you haven't talked to me this isn't just my ego running its mouth, it is the truth. I have a bubbly personality and a welcoming aura that makes me easy to approach but, I still know when I need to get serious and will give you the much-needed advice you ask for.

I wouldn't really say that I was the smartest of the bunch but, people still couldn't call me the stupid rich kid.

I put an effort into everything I do and will never turn a blind eye when I know something isn't right. I have to finish writing a whole song with three instruments? I will work day and night making sure it is worthy of Ludwig van Beethoven to listen to. I have to create an art piece in one class sitting that portrays all my heart and soul? Well I somehow manage to get it done in a presentable way.

Girls would squeal when they see me and I enjoyed that so much it was their way of saying that I was a celebrity or something like that, it boosted my self-confidence. The boys would fight over who got to hang out with me during lunch or after school since hanging out with me helped them get the girls. But regardless of all that I still settled with my small group of people, I hang out with most of the time.

I had short wavy brunette colored hair that flowed in the wind when the teacher decided to open the windows. Like a movie star in a romance film being shown for the first time in a story, cringy but describes me. I sport big brown eyes that make me look very friendly, with a small nose and a picture-perfect smile. I was also pretty tall too, not too tall though only 5'10 feet.

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After the lesson was over we usually had ten minutes breaks, and we don't have passings we stay in the same class. Teachers come to us so we wouldn't have to be crazy animals and push through a crowded hall forgetting how to be civilized people.

As people came to my desk to talk to me I turned and saw them smiling their usual smile, "Hey Hyugo have you been to that new restaurant in the shopping district?" A guy who I don't know all too well asked.

"Yeah I have but, the food isn't worth the price they are selling it. The meat quality is way too cheap." I pointed out making myself sound like those food critics.

"Yeah, I do agree, they should be shut down." He agreed with me and turned to talk amongst themselves while I was sort of listening.

I nodded mindlessly as I tried to look out the crowd. I saw some people surrounding another boy in the class, "Hey look its that kid." One of my friends noticed what I was looking at and said.

I saw a boy hunched over his desk and sobbing uncontrollably, "What happened to him?" I asked honestly having no idea who he was.

"What you didn't hear?" One of them said shocked, as if I would know about every little thing.

"No, inform me," I said getting interested in the gossip now looking at how his sobs were becoming increasingly louder.

"Well everyone is saying that his father's business had gone bankrupt and that it is only worth a few thousands now." He started to explain it to me.

"Haha too bad for him, good luck trying to survive in this school. If he can still pay the fees." I laughed staring at him.

The boy looked so miserable now. You can clearly see the heavy dark circles under his eyes and his hair looking very messy and ungroomed. Even his uniform was wrinkled up and stained.

"So this is what you rich people enjoy talking about. Didn't expect it to be this boring." I heard the voice I hated with all my guts coming from the outside of the crowd.

I stood up and walked towards his desk, people parting to let me walk. When I finally got to the desk I looked down and saw that Michael had taken his jacket off putting his arms on full display, his toned out arms.

No matter what anyone says I am honest with all my feelings, I don't try to filler it. If I like you I will not bother you. The same thing goes for people I hate, I give them attention but will never try and hide my hatred.

I looked at his face and saw he was looking dead at me with a serious expression. "Well were you going to tell me something?"

"Well I was going to but I just remembered I wasn't supposed to talk to poor people." As I said this I looked him up and down. His arms crossed over his chest and casually leaning back in his chair putting his foot on top of his desk, the nerve he has.

"You know that you aren't in the slums anymore so try and put an effort and not taint our classroom with your poor people aura," I said grabbing my handkerchief and pushing his foot off the desk with it.

"I would try that but I don't want to be a bunch of fakes like you guys. So I will just be myself and you can be whatever you want to be." He shot back at me with no hesitation in his voice.

"If only you were of the higher statue and didn't have that rotten personality. I could have promised you a good life in this school. You have the looks that could shake anyone up. I might even have had a crush on you." I said all this but, I didn't really mean any of it. I am straight and I know for sure I would never date a guy much less even think about it.

"Is this something you rich people do? You know I'm a guy right?" Of course, I know who do you think I am.

"Yeah is that a problem?" Yes, it is very much a problem, I don't like guys why am I just spitting all these stuff out.

He just stared at me with disbelieve but quickly shook it off and continued, "If anything you are the one with the rotten personality. Do you guys just like to judge everyone and everything?"

"For your information I do. And besides, you look like a slob in those clothes, you should at least wear the appropriate uniform if you are in this school." He didn't respond to that.

He just laughed to himself, "Is this how you guys run thing in here, don't be going back on your words when you become the misfit." He said as he took a glance at the people around me.

"Yeah right. How would that happen?." I said laughing at him. Why would they ever do that to me?

"I'm just saying." he shrugged off, as the bell rang and everyone returned to their seats.

The rest of the day was so annoying. I had to deal with Michael constantly sitting in his seat improperly. He kept on taking my focus off from the lesson to look at him. But as I kept on looking at him I saw his notes and I, at least somewhat know, how he managed to pass the test. His notes looked so professional unlike him though, and not to mention his footnotes made it easier for even me to understand the lesson more.

I hated him so much but why is it that I found him very amusing. That I wanted to know more about him.

Over the past week, I have been looking at him. And every day I find something new about him. The other day I saw him running around the block of the school before actually getting into the school. How do I know this you may ask? Well, I was hiding behind trees, nothing creepy about that right? Totally normal.

And I also saw him helping an abandoned cat by giving it food on the way to school. It made me smile for a small second too, but don't you guys dare get the wrong idea, I just somehow saw that. I'm not a stalker or anything. I am just really intrigued by him.

Not only did he look flawless for a poor guy at least and had a rotten personality that was only directed towards me, but he was also the only person that really caught my attention so much in my years in this school. Or in fact my whole life at that. He would be a good person to hang out with and get to know, if only he was of higher statues we could have been best friends or something.

I would never, no matter what befriend anyone that doesn't have a good background full of money, it could ruin my reputation all too easily.

"Hey, Hyugo are you paying attention?" I heard a voice right beside me, that snapped me out of it.

I looked up and sneered at the teacher hovering over me. "Sir, do you have a problem with me?"

"Um, yes I do. Why are you daydreaming in my class." He said looking down at me through his harry potter glasses.

"What I can't think about something in peace. And you can think of all the sexual things that just pop into your mind while we take our test." That statement got him, his eyes widen and his cheeks were flushed. I smirked up at him then turned to congratulate myself for the win.

"I thought so." I said, "So now continue on with the lesson and leave me in my own world."

The teacher walked away with a big sigh and finished the class.

"Hey, why did you do that to the teacher?" Michael whispered to me. For a second there I thought I lost my mind, I thought his voice sounded sexy when he had whispered to me.

But I denied that and said in a composed way, "Why would you care in the first place?"

"You should really learn something about manners and use them. You are acting like a three-year-old kid and it isn't cute." He didn't just say I wasn't cute, with my pouty attitude and soft face that could easily melt your heart.

"Take that back," I said glaring at him.

"Why should I, are you going to cry and pout if I don't," He said with a small smirk spreading across his face.

"No, I had something different in mind than that," I said returning the smirk, while his fell and was replaced with an emotionless face.

"Like what?" He questioned.

"Just make your life miserable or something." I shrugged turning to the front when I felt the teacher glaring holes into the side of my head.

"How can you, I've seen many things already. Nothing really affects me all that much." Him saying that made it feel like he was a veteran and saw all his friends and comrades die right in front of his eyes, and that is kind of hot.

No Hyugo stop thinking that.

The bell rang before I could say anything else and when I looked back towards his desk, he was already gone. I said my goodbyes to my friends and hurried through the large halls filled with fine art pieces ranging from paintings and flower pots. The large floor to ceiling windows on the whole wall, that is facing the courtyard of the school that had its own garden and some water fountains and benches for resting.

I rushed to the front of the building and I was out of breath. Running down a lot of flights of stairs and across the endless hallways. It will tire you just to get to the exit of the school.

I saw Michael walking out the school and was about to call out to him, but I stopped and thought of an idea. How about I follow him and see how a commoner's day after school is like. How Micheal lives his life.

I put my book bag on my back and slowly followed him making sure he didn't see me. This was the time I finally get to fully understand who the super-duper genius Michael really is.

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