||Felix☆||

One day, your parents decided to send you to a private school. Your mother and father were earning a good salary and were very well-off, so they took you out of public school.
At first, it hurt to leave all your classmates and friends, but you quickly forgot them since you didn't care for them that much; it was just a "phase." When the day of your first class arrived, you made yourself look pretty, wearing well-arranged clothes, as the school supposedly demanded good hygiene and dress—something you didn't have much of, but you strove to maintain.

When you arrived at the school, it was giant; it was likely more than two stories high, with sakura trees, flowers, and many students from many different countries.

You entered and walked calmly to your assigned classroom, "1-C." According to rumors you had heard, that was where a handsome and attractive boy was, but since you weren't thinking about love, you simply focused on your studies. The bell rang and you went to your classroom, sitting in the second row; your height wasn't an obstacle since you were neither too tall nor too short.
What you did feel, however, was a piercing gaze watching you. Your new teachers called you to the front to introduce yourself, while you saw a boy with shoulder-length blonde hair and fair skin staring intently at you.
Teacher: You may introduce yourself to all your classmates, young lady.