If you were thinking of why everyone were onboard on this 8-30 seater bus and thought of probably they were in a school trip then hate to break it to you but you were wrong.

        today was just someone's birthday and everyone in the class were invited to. Sanjo Irisha or Irish in short was the girl in question daughter of the chairman of the leading developer of railways wearhouses and big touristic center's Sanjo group. Irish was a strong minded young lady to cut the chase adore by everyone and to boot both good in sports and school (there were words already flying around that her candidacy for the next student council was already secured) her long silver hair was for sure inherited from her Russian mother which she always tied in a high ponytail while eyes of her father. Anyway she was just in a different league Yes! With no doubt to Kiraha Onigiri that's why I could only gaze on her from a far. 

        “what's up onigiri.” if you were feeling confused fear none your ear heard it right. Yes! My name was Onigiri, strange right? I know but well we’ll be getting there soon.

        I looked up and saw this guy Misuta. Just seeing this guy's face was plenty enough for me to let out a sigh. I've known this guy since middle school and it was admirable if you ask that I last being together with him for this long. By the way I'm in my second year of high school now, one year to go and I'll be my turn to face something everyone had faced off: whether to pursue a college degree or jump straight into the workforce.

        Though I already had my answer decided long ago so there's no use of succumbing to it.

        Inhaled. I lean my back in the seat.

        “so for what reason is that morning grin in your face?” I ask.

        “isn't it obvious fool?” the guy sat next to me I feel my butt sliding off. How heavy does this guy? You can't really judge the book on its cover alone hmm.

        “that aside have you already say your greetings of happy birthday to miss Irish.” since the birthday girl was way way out of reach not just to me but to this friend of mine as well I get him for putting miss on her name.

        I looked at the girl she was in the front seat while I’m in the back row “I haven't.” I said.

        “crazy maggots! Why have you yet?!” why were you shouting also? And why haven't I? You ask Because how could I to begin with could you see she was swarmed by her friends and our other classmate. It's hard for a plain guy like me to just chimed in not to mention in the den of the upper caste.

        “You should be thank full for her for this once in the lifetime opportunity.” misuya said spouting spittle after spittle. Hey! “with this you can now finally graduate from being a mob. Look at fuyuki over there I know she is way way too far for miss Irish but she's plenty enough already so let's go have some chat to her later and know each other.” misuta rubbed his chin with interest I looked at him with a dubious look on my face I don't want to hear those heavy lines from you!

        Sigh. I couldn't help but sigh.

"let's see urihara is also good… And kuzuna is not that bad either…” my friend was still spouting nonsense.

        “okay that's decided you go for Kuzuna while I'll go for...” 

        Several minutes later we have finally departed and the sounds of the buss engine somehow turned into music in the ear soothing the mind to tranquility.