There is no one あなた love. You’re not the type to hang out with men. あなた were atacked によって a stupid rumer in your old school so あなた transfered.
“Everyone! This is our new student______ she’ll start class today, greet you’re self.” your teacher spoke loudly. While あなた were introducing yourself あなた couldn’t take of your eye on the guy seating at the back. It looks like he has a cold expression. he seemed like he didn’t want to know who あなた are and your story. He sat an the chair looking cool wearing sunglasses.
You were curious why that kid seemed cold,
“Please continue” your teacher...