Disclaimer: I do not own Gokusen II or any characters thereof. I only own my original characters: Akiyama Mayu, Tomo, Sumire, Katayanagi, and Utsui Kenji.
"Ma-yu!" Akiyama Mayu - who'd previously been enjoying the unusual peace and quiet of her free study period - looked up at the two approaching girls. One of which skipped with a gleeful smile. "How'd it go?"
"How'd what go?"
Tomo grinned, leaning forward. "Don't play dumb. Even though you didn't tell us, we both know about your date with Katayanagi-kun."
"Although, I must say. We're extremely offended that you chose not to tell us about it."
Sumire pushed her rimless glasses up the bridge of her nose with her palm, careful so as not to smudge the lenses. Known by most for her cool and somewhat detached demeanor, Mayu was more familiar with the calculating and scheming side of her personality. Tomo bounced happily beside her friend. Unlike Sumire, Tomo was more child-like always peppy, positive and honest to the point of being blunt. She glanced between her two friends; complete polar opposites.
A grinning Tomo knelt in front of Mayu and grabbed hold of her cheeks. "Ow-ow-ow!"
"Don't think that, just because you went off into your own little world again, we're gonna let you off the hook!"
Annoyed, Mayu slapped her hands away. "Alright! I'll tell you!"
Still crouching, Tomo leant back, eagerly awaiting an answer. With a sigh, Mayu closed the book resting on her lap. "He's a pervert and a jerk."
"That doesn't surprise me in the slightest."
Rounding on Sumire, she pointed an accusing finger. "You knew?!"
"Idiot! Why didn't you tell me?"
She shrugged. "Thought you'd figure it out on your own."
"Some friend you are." Mayu glared. "Could've saved me the trouble."
"I could've." Unbelievable. She stared at the nodding Sumire. "But it wouldn't have been nearly as much fun."
Glasses flashed schemingly as she removed a camera from god-only-knows-where and proceeded to show Mayu several photos that had been taken on her failed date. Including one of her dumping a drink over her date's head. Her nose wrinkled in disgust. Not only was Katayanagi a pervert, but a full-fledge narcissist and overall jerk. He spent the entire date talking about himself, when he wasn't stuffing his face with food or flirting with other girls when he thought she wasn't looking. In her attempt to grab the camera, Mayu landed flat on her face, cursing Sumire and her unusually fast reflexes. It didn't take a genius to know what Sumire planned to do with the photos.
Brushing herself off, Mayu glared. "You show those pictures to anyone...you die."
Sumire gently shook her head, making a soft tutting noise. "You really shouldn't threaten the person holding incriminating material."
"Incriminating on who's side?" They both turned to look at a confused Tomo. "The only one who should be embarrassed by those photos is Katayanagi-kun."
Mayu shared a look with Sumire before pointing at the camera. "She hasn't seen all the pictures, has she?"
"Good. Keep it that way."
"Class, I'd like to introduce you to our new transfer student, Utsui Keiji."
The classroom door slid open and in stepped what most girls in the class would've described as the very pinnacle of perfection. Girls giggled madly, some squealing delightfully - including Tomo - and an audible groan could be heard from the boys. The new student, Utsui Keiji, was surprisingly handsome. Mayu scrutinized him; with bleached blond hair that stood out amongst his classmates, the untidy manner in which he wore his uniform and the pale scar she noticed along his neck, she guessed he was no stranger to a fight. Keiji slipped his hands into his pockets as his hazel eyes scanned the class. Despite not paying much attention to the unimportant chattering of the females, he was able to make out certain phrases; "he's so handsome!", "I wonder if he's single?". Keiji suppressed the urge to roll his eyes. Girls were nothing but a nuisance; shallow and self-absorbed. His gaze stopped on one girl in particular. Unlike the others, who shied away from his gaze, this girl had no qualms openly staring at him. She certainly peeked his interest. There was something odd about the new student, Mayu decided, but something captivating all the same.
"Utsui-kun. Why don't you introduce yourself?"
"Sure. I'm Utsui Keiji. I recently moved here from Hokkaido." The transfer student's voice was deep and smooth, sending a thrill through the female population of the class, who sighed simultaneously. "It's a pleasure to meet you." And with that, he gave a quick bow.
Mayu frowned. He seemed too polite to be a violent guy, but her instincts were rarely ever wrong; at least when it came to people. And she couldn't help but feel somewhat down-heartened. Having prided herself on being able to read people, it was annoying. Keiji straightened, immediately meeting her gaze. She scoffed lightly. He had some nerve. It really pissed her off. Tomo and Sumire shared a look. Both seated directly in front of her, they were the only ones who'd noticed the intense staring contest currently underway.
"I'm certain you'll have no trouble fitting in." The teacher patted his shoulder, motioning over to the empty seat beside Mayu. "Why don't you take the empty seat beside Akiyama-kun?"
A loud groan reverberated through the class; both male and female, though for very different reasons. Smirking, Keiji flung his bag over his shoulder and made this way over. Mayu kept his gaze until the last moment. The class began and she turned her attention towards more important things. Keiji observed her with great interest; noticing the little habit she had of nibbling the end of her pencil whenever the teacher stopped to add an unrelated comment. It was quite an adorable trait. Mayu was well aware of his staring, but payed no mind. Whatever his problem was, she really didn't care.
Classic Literature was by far the most interactive class of the year, second only to physical education of course. It allowed for students to debate the finer points of the meaning behind the words of great novelists and playwrights such as Shakespeare and Japan's own Murasaki Shikibu. This particular month they were focusing on one of Shakespeare's more famous works, and a classic, Romeo and Juliet. Sadly, what Mayu thought was going to be a lively debate between the class turned into an interrogation from Utsui Keiji.
"So you don't believe in love at first sight?" He questioned, referring to the moment of the play in which Romeo first laid eyes on Juliet.
Despite her reluctance to explain herself, she was coaxed on by the teacher. "Because love at first sight is superficial love. It's based on a person's outer appearance, not on character."
"Why can't it be both?" Keiji rested his cheek against his palm, angling his head towards her. "I mean, is it really that hard to believe that you can know who a person is at one glance?"
He smirked. "Because it hasn't happened to you."
The girls, who'd been cheering Keiji on, sniggered. Mayu tightened her grip on the desk, anything to prevent herself from acting on the urge to punch him. So it hadn't happened to her. She hadn't found her true love or love at first sight or whatever its called. She was only seventeen and still had her whole life ahead of her. And besides-
"I need proof." She met his gaze. "Name one real-life couple that's still together after 'falling in love at first sight'. Until it's proven, I won't believe in it."
Keiji stared at her. She was certainly an interesting opponent, and completely believed in every word she said. The teacher perched back on his desk, watching the debate with great interest; though he admitted that, since no one else was participating, it was more of an argument than a debate. Either way, it seemed that Mayu had finally found someone capable of standing up to her. She won't believe it unless she has proof, Keiji thought.
"Do you believe in God?"
"I believe in a higher power..." She narrowed her eyes, suspicious of the sudden turn the debate had taken. "Why?"
"Do you have proof that one exists?"
The class erupted in a unison of 'ooo's'. Mayu shook her head. "You're talking about two different things. Faith in something greater than yourself is one thing. Belief in the ability to instantly know someone is completely different."
And now they cheered for her, until. "Then tell me...what's the difference?"