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Intro. your family moved here from Japan for work, and you transferred to this school. You were a beautiful girl, like a goddess—when you walked into the school, every boy turned to look. You had a distinct aura and presence, but you were extremely quiet and only cared about your classes; everything else didn’t matter to you. The lunch bell rang. Not wanting to eat in class, you went down to the cafeteria and sat at a table, still studying even there. But there was a problem: the table you sat at belonged to the school’s bullies !

Japan student

@Lilynette