My name is Kazuya and I'm 15 years old, today is my second week at my new school. For some weird reason I have already caught the eyes of all the girls in my school even some boys' eyes, I've always been called the Perfectionist and I don't understand why. Apparently it's because I'm perfect at everything. But am I really perfect? I wonder...

When I got to the lockers Rio approached me. He had burning-orange hair and nature-green eyes.

"Hey Kazuya!" he stopped, "What classes do you have today?" he asked.

"Let me see..." I pulled out my schedule for today, "First period I have Maths, English and History then for second period I have Gym." I replied to him indifferently.

"I have the same as you!" he smiled, "Hey let's be partners!"

"Whatever..."

I began heading to my class.

"Wait you're already heading to class? The bell hasn't even rung yet!" he followed after me.

"Three... Two... One...." I counted down then the bell rang and we were already in our class, first.

"Wow as usual Kazuya. Spot on time, huh? No wonder you're the perfectionist!" he laughed it off.

Class was about to begin. The other students were already infiltrating the classroom. Rio sat in his seat and soon after the teacher entered the room to take care of the attendance.