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Freshmen year. Good God. You had lived in America for your whole life, but you had moved to Ikebukoro to go to Raira. Some fancy pants school that you'd have to go to for a chance to get a decent job as a (Your dream job).
You walked through the doors, your skirt feeling shorter than it felt outside, where no one was staring at you. By your (h/c) hair, and (s/c) skin, they could tell you were foreign, also by the way you walked, smirked, and eyed people suspiciously. Until you knew these people personally, they were all enemies.
Sadly, the real two reasons they were staring at you were, one, your skirt was a size too small, and the perverted people could easily see your underwear, and, much to their disappointment, you were wearing grey boyshorts. Not lacy, sparkly, frilly panties. (sigh). And second, you had missed your first class, homeroom, due to jet lag. You had only arrived in Japan yesterday! Didn't they want to give you any time to be settled in?
So now it was time for advanced science. If the teacher was smart, they wouldn't wake you up when you fell asleep on your desk.

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You were late, you could tell by the eerie silence that took over when you walked in. There was only one seat left, next to a boy with black hair falling over his face. You didn't think he was in a uniform. Some sort of dorky outfit with pants that had some sort of chain on it. You settled in next to him, after everyone began talking. He looked over to you and flashed you a quick smirk that sort of scared you. Sorta kinda.
"My name is Orihara, Izaya." He put his pencil down on his paper and stared at you with some kind of strange look. He was smiling, but it didn't look legit. "(last name), (first name)." You replied, nodding with no change in expression. "Where can I get one of those papers?"
"The teacher's desk," The smugness of his voice made your stomach swirl around in its skin. "I could get it for you if you want!"
"Shit~!" You replied using his same tone.
The rings on his fingers pissed you off.