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The blaring alarm startled Mizuha awake as morning light flooded into her bedroom. This was it - her first day as a high schooler! A rush of excitement and nerves hit her as she shook off the grogginess and prepared for this new chapter.
Throwing back the covers, she stretched her arms overhead with a yawn. She shuffled over to the mirror, sneaking a peek at her reflection. Today she would be wearing her brand-new uniform, a symbolic fresh start. With an air of confidence, she started getting ready to embrace this momentous first day.
As she dressed in her neatly pressed uniform, she couldn't help but feel a sense of pride. The uniform was tailor-made for her, highlighting the importance of this day. Mizuha's parents had aspired no expense in ensuring she looked her best on this important day.
Descending the stairs, she found her father and mother already settled at the dining table, engrossed in their morning routines. The rich aroma of freshly brewed coffee and sizzling breakfast filled the air.
"Good morning, Mizuha," her father greeted her with a smile.
"Good morning, dear," her mother chimed in. "I'm sorry, dear, I can't accompany you on your first day. I have an important work commitment."
Mizuha gave a gentle, understanding smile. "It's okay, Mom. I'll be alright. I can't wait to tell you all about it when I get home."
After finishing her breakfast and bidding her parents goodbye, Mizuha slipped on her shoes and grabbed her bag. She paused at the front door, heart brimming with anticipation.
"Mom, Dad - I'm off!" she called out excitedly.
"Have a wonderful day, dear!" her father responded.
Those heartfelt words resonated as Mizuha stepped outside into the morning sun, her spirits lifted.
She felt the warmth of her parents' love and support, a comforting presence as she embarked on this thrilling new chapter.
"One year has passed since then. I hope she's okay now," her mom suddenly spoke after Mizuha disappeared from sight. "You're still worried about that, honey? Don't worry, our daughter has grown up. As parents, we must support her," replied her father. "You're right, honey... Maybe I was overthinking. We must trust our daughter for now," said her mother.
While on the way to school, she saw the sakura tree starting to bloom at the beginning of the spring season. "So pretty," Mizuha said excitedly, as sakura petals seemed to be flying away, blown by the wind.
As she continued walking until she reached the junction, she noticed a guy who looked confused in front of her. "That person! He's wearing the same school uniform as me. He must go to my school, but what is he doing? He looks confused. Is he lost?" Mizuha thought to herself.
Mizuha slowly approached the person and asked softly, "Ummm, if you're looking for M.A High, it's that way," she said.
The person smiled and replied, "Thank you," to Mizuha before walking in the direction she pointed, waving to her as he departed. "That person," Mizuha thought to herself, "I think he's also a first-year like me, since today is the entrance ceremony for first-year students only."
As she continues walking, more students appear behind her, all wearing the same uniform, indicating that she is almost at school. After a few steps, she finally arrives at the school. "Finally, I'm here—my high school," says Mizuha.
After entering the school grounds, Mizuha went to the public board area where many first-year students had gathered to check their class assignments.
"Yuki... Yuki..." said Mizuha, searching for her surname on the board. "There I am!" she exclaimed.
Suddenly, she accidentally bumped into the girl beside her. "Ouch!" said Mizuha.
"Oh, sorry," said the girl. She had ponytails, a boyish style, and red hair.
"Ah, I'm sorry, it's not your fault. I wasn't looking carefully," replied Mizuha. This girl looks scary. Is she a delinquent? Mizuha thought to herself.
"Oh, don't worry about that," said the girl. "By the way, which class are you in?"
"Class F," said Mizuha.
"Really!? So we are in the same class," the girl said excitedly upon discovering that Mizuha was her classmate.
Mizuha was shocked because, despite the girl's tomboyish and intimidating appearance, she was actually very friendly.
"Oh, I’m Toyama Shimizu. And you are?"
"I’m Mizuha, Yuki Mizuha. Nice to meet you, Toyama-san."
"Just call me Shimizu," replied Shimizu.
"Understood. Then you can just call me Mizuha," said Mizuha.
After that, both of them walking into their class. As they entered the classroom, Mizuha noticed the seating arrangement. Her seat was by the window, offering a pleasant view of the school grounds, while Shimizu’s place was near the door, giving her easy access in and out of the classroom.
Mizuha settled into her seat by the window and took a moment to observe her new classmates. None of them were familiar to her.
"None of my friends from junior high are in this classroom. They all have new faces that I’ve never seen before," she thought to herself. The realization made her a bit anxious, but she quickly reminded herself that this was an opportunity to make new friends.
Just as she was starting to feel more settled, a voice crackled over the classroom intercom. "Attention, all first-year students," a student council member announced. "Please gather in the school hall for the entrance ceremony. Repeat, all first-year students, please proceed to the school hall for the entrance ceremony."
Shimizu came to Mizuha's table and said, "Well, it's time."
"Yeah, let’s go," Mizuha responded, feeling a mix of excitement and nerves.
The hallway was bustling with students as they made their way to the school hall. Mizuha stuck close to Shimizu, finding comfort in having at least one familiar face among the crowd.
When they reached the school hall, the large space was filled with rows of chairs and a stage at the front. Students were filing in and finding seats. Mizuha and Shimizu managed to find seats together near the middle of the hall.
The room buzzed with the excitement and chatter of new students. Mizuha took a deep breath and looked around. She noticed the banners welcoming the new students and the neatly arranged flowers on the stage, all adding to the sense of occasion.
As the ceremony began, the MC teacher took the stage and delivered a welcoming speech, followed by various members of the student council who introduced themselves and talked about school activities and expectations. Mizuha listened attentively, feeling a growing sense of belonging.
“I hope the next three years of high school will be a fulfilling time for all of you. Sincerely, your student council president, Takamiya Taki,” said the Student Council President, ending his speech.
After the student council president finished his speech, the MC of the ceremony continued, “And now, a speech from our New Student Representative, Yuki Mizuha.”
Mizuha's heart skipped a beat. She had been chosen because she scored the highest on the entrance exam. Standing up, her eyes widened as the spotlight found her. Taking a deep breath to steady her trembling hands, she walked forward, feeling all eyes upon her as she stepped onto the stage.
With poise and confidence, Mizuha began her speech. "Everyone, fellow students - today starts our journey, filled with possibilities.
Mizuha's stand up and her eyes widened as the spotlight found her. Taking a deep breath to steady trembling hands, she walked forward, feeling all eyes upon her and she was on the stage.
With poise and confidence, Mizuha delivered her speech flawlessly: "Everyone, fellow students—today marks the beginning of our journey, filled with possibilities…" Her words resonated powerfully, inspiring with eloquence and passion. Mizuha ended her speech, receiving applause from all the students at the ceremony.
“So, Mizuha, you're the one who topped our entrance exam, huh?" said Shimizu as Mizuha returned to her seat.
"It's nothing special at all; I just tried my best," replied Mizuha. With the conclusion of Mizuha's speech, the Entrance ceremony ended, and students returned to their classes. Mizuha and Shimizu walked together back to their classroom, then suddenly, Shimizu said, "Umm, Mizuha, I need to stop at the toilet first. You can return to our class without me."
"Alright, understood," replied Mizuha. She walked alone after Shimizu stopped at the toilet.
Suddenly, she hears someone calling her from behind, "Umm, excuse me! Please wait a moment." Mizuha turned to see the guy she had helped earlier that morning.
"Oh, it's you, the person from earlier. Can I help you?" said Mizuha.
"No, it's nothing. I just wanted to thank you for helping me this morning. Sorry, I was a bit rushed earlier and quickly left without saying anything to you," said the person.
"It was just a little thing; don't worry about it," replied Mizuha.
"I'm Hikaru. Your name is Mizuha, right? Your speech earlier was very impressive, and I was impressed by it."
"Th… Thanks," replied Mizuha, blushing.
"What class are you in?" asked Hikaru.
"I'm in Class F," replied Mizuha.
"Oh, I see. That's unfortunate. I'm in Class B, so we're not in the same class."
Strolling together through the hallway, Mizuha and Hikaru chatted easily. They quickly found common interests, making the trip to class seem quicker. Hikaru's laughter rang out, his genuine personality enchanting. They discussed future aspirations and swapped school stories. Mizuha admired his humor and how he put people at ease. Hikaru was drawn to her intellect and resolve.
Before long, they arrived in front of classroom 2B, and Hikaru stopped there because his class was 2B. "It looks like our conversation stops here.
"I'm really glad I met someone so thoughtful on day one," Hikaru expressed. Mizuha blushed, replying shyly, "My pleasure. If you ever want to talk, I'm here." Hikaru smiled warmly. "I appreciate that. It's nice having a friend by my side in this new chapter."
"Thanks again for earlier. See you later," said Hikaru before entering his class. Mizuha then walked to her class after Hikaru disappeared from her sight.
"Hikaru, huh… he's a very nice guy," Mizuha thought to herself.
Mizuha entered her class with feeling a mix of excitement and nerves. Scanning for her seat, she noticed an intriguing looking boy seat behind hers seats.
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