Rayne Sato, high school second year. He was quite a mysterious guy for new, fresh students. The representatives knowing a person by name, as well listening to his request was something impossible for normal guys.

But Rayne did look normal. No one would believe it if someone said he was strong. Honestly, Rayne was more like a cute guy. Even his ruffled blond hair with those two hairpins looked cute.

No one had seen him get angry. He never was hostile. Yet many strong guys in the school knew him. No one knew how, but he was always mentioned by well known and strong guys.

"How do we approach him though? Ain't he too high of himself?" Sam was trying to figure out some maths sums, which he probably didn't have any idea how to do.

"His attitude doesn't matter. We just want to know how strong he is!" Mari commented.

"Hm...you guys can decide about it. I don't know…'' Sam folded his hands and gave up on solving that sum. Not like he needed to.

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That kid was now on the second floor, fourth class on the right. The whole class was quiet. The ones who had witnessed his show in the hall were surprised to see him in their class.

His hands were still covered in blood. And he wiped his hand on that white handkerchief as if wiping water off his hands.

He looked at the class, and they stopped staring at him.

After a while, the professor of their class walked in.

Long purple shaded hair, mixed purple-blue shade eyes, red lipstick and a formal dressing. She was beautiful, both in terms of facial looks and body. All the boys couldn't take their eyes off of her.

Even many girls looked at her in awe and admiration. "Good morning class…" Her voice was soft but strict. Her posture hinted at how confident and positive she was.

"We have many transfers this year. And most of them are in our year and this division." She continued. "The new transfers, come in front of the class and please introduce yourself to your classmates." She asked them with a smile.

Around 8-10 students stood up and walked to the front of the class. Everyone was different nicely or weirdly.

"You go first…" she looked at the guy standing near her.

"I am Carl William. I hope we get along well."

"I am…"

And so, 5 kids introduced each other. Then came forward the tallest guy of the remaining three. His height was almost 5'8 and he had a nice build. Red hair, a cut on his cheek. He was smiling brightly.

"Zark Willsmark! I am going to stomp on the strongest and gain the top place in this school!!" He looked at them with his bright green eyes and pumped his fist in the air.

Many kids started cheering and some frowned. "Sigh…" the professor shook her head helplessly.

Then came the small boy. The one asking for fights in the hall.

"Hello!!" He raised his hand to everyone, as the cloth of sleeves fell ahead of his hands. "I am Quil Souya, 14 years old, AB+, I like chocolates and mango juice! I hate idiots." He told them gleefully.

"Also...i am always ready for a spar...gladly" he smiled. It was a normal smile. Yet many gulped. He was weird. Weird in a lot of ways. The professor looked at him, shocked. She gulped.

"I.. it's ok souya. You can go to your seat now." She told him with a smile. "Ok sensei!!" He jumped down the stage and ran to his seat.

"Your turn…" she motioned her hand towards the…scariest kid, the whole class already was scared of.

He had his hands in his pockets. The white handkerchief corner was hanging outside his pocket. Red blood clearly visible on it.

He looked at the class, his eyes filled with no emotion but only superiority.

A few seconds of silence covered the whole class before he spoke.

"Harry Raven/Ito…" he introduced his name with two last names. A few, very few kids realised his identity by those two last names.

"I'll fuck up all you fuckers…" he lifted his and put his middle finger up. The look in his eyes still didn't change. Every kid either gritted their teeth or gulped. And the open challenge, that too in sakura high, these three kids were really something.

"That's not the way you introduce yourself to your friends Harry!! Mind your manners!!" She screamed at him.

Kerry Watson, in her five years of experience as a professor, had not seen such dull eyes of any student. Never had she felt a chill in her body because of some student.

And today, at the age of 30, Kerry Watson was feeling scared because of a kid, at that, just from his eyes.

It was an abyss. Pitch black. The bottom of darkness and the ending of hell. One could easily feel the devil behind those eyes.

Harry looked at Kerry, examining her from her toe to bottom. His eyes gave Kerry some uncomfortable feeling. It was as if he was staring at her naked body.

For a second, Perversity filled his eyes, but before anyone could sense it, his eyes turned back to their lifeless mode.

He climbed down the stage and went towards his seat. On his way, Quil stood up and bent sideways towards him. "Hey hey!! Harry, will you fight me!!" He asked him cheerfully.

Harry looked at him and back at his seat. "Fuck off bitch…" his voice didn't have any life in it, yet the words were heavy.

Quil looked at Harry's back as he went to his seat. He smiled and sat down, his body shaking from excitement.

"L.. let's get back to our…" Kerry somehow continued the lecture and tried to stop thinking about Harry's lustful gaze.

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"Hm...a middle-schooler huh. He has got some guts…" in a classroom, with off lights and closed curtains, five figures were sitting on chairs. Shadow had covered their faces. A sixth person was standing in a corner.

It was Tsuka.

"He dares to hit our captain. Seems we need to teach him a lesson." A guy sitting on the chair spoke as anger sparked in his voice.

"He is Rayne's friend, boss. That is why I let them leave him." Tsuka told them.

"Rayne huh." A girl sitting on the bench spoke. "What do you think…" a girl sitting near the window asked a boy who was standing near the bookshelf, reading a book.

"Interesting…" he closed it. "That boy...he is interesting. To attack Tsuka...one of the leading gang members, he is really interesting...or just ignorant." For a sec an evil smirk spread across his face. "Let's wait and see…" he took another book and started reading it.