Daiki sat thoughtfully. Hana hadn’t come to school that day, so he mingled in with some of the boys. It wasn’t bad company, but somehow he missed her cheerful presence.
He hadn’t mingled much in this senior class...All big kids studying politics...Obviously they were all preparing to take over something. Daiki actually felt like he was about to become some big company leader or something. Yet he wondered. Why did Hana study ....in this sort of class...would it be possible she...was a....
Ne ...where’s Hana?”
A boy asked. He had deep maroon hair and grey-blue eyes. Daiki knew Hana must be at home, but he didn’t bother telling.
“Dunno...anta?”
He smiled. “Suma...didn’t introduce myself...I’m Jun...I’m a relative of royalty in Kankoku (korea).”
“Oh...Why are you in Japan?”
“Ah...my Dad’s is from here, my mother is a royal relative from there...so....yea...”
“SO ka....hajimemashite...watashiwa Arioka Daiki dess...”
“Domo...”
“So, you’re interested in Hana eh?”
“Huh?! Ie..ano......oh wow...you pick up things fast ne Daichan?” Jun laughed awkwardly scratching his head. “Do you want to have lunch with us..?” he asked pointing at a group of boys who were smiling warmly at them.
“Sure...”
As they moved down the hallway, Daiki smiled. In his head spun the same thought again and again. ‘Cinderella, I found your prince!...’