The first time she saw him was on the first day of school, leaning casually against a desk and chatting with one of his friends. He was attractive, there was no denying that, and she thought she would maybe like to get to know him.
Then he looked up, his eyes meeting hers. From there, it was love at first sight, right?
If you ask Kaori Yamamoto, she will tell you that Mizuno is arrogant, lazy, and a complete jerk: All he's got going for him are his looks. If you ask Yuuki Mizuno, he will tell you that Yamamoto is overbearing, unforgiveably nerdy, and has a stick up her ass the size of an oak tree: All she's got going for her is... nothing. They've probably long forgotten why they hate each other. They don't care.
Too bad they're stuck together, in class, in the school rankings, in the student council. Too bad their sisters are best friends. Sometimes you don't need a reason for someone to be your sworn rival in everything, forever, even though you may wonder why.
And sometimes you grow up, and forever ends.
“It would be interesting,” Hiro admitted thoughtfully, pushing his glasses up. “The next best thing to aliens attacking the school, and then when we have to fight back, the principal reveals that there’ve been giant robots underground under the school the whole time, and they need pilots to protect the earth, so they pick some of the students…”
He trailed off. Yuuki sighed, his anger spent, because it was really hard to be mad when faced with that sort of ridiculousness. “Dude, not happening.”
“Yeah, your daydreams aren’t coming true,” Ken said.
Hiro frowned. “How do you know? Have you checked for giant robots under the school?”
Mizuno cleared his throat into the microphone, unnecessarily, because he already had everyone’s full attention. “I’m Yuuki Mizuno,” he said. His voice was clear and carried easily across the room. “I’m running for president. As you know, we’re supposed to give speeches so you know what we think is important and what we'll aim for if we're elected. So I’ll give you a speech, and I’ll try to make it short and easy to remember, okay?”
He paused and looked out over the audience, a grin working its way onto his face. Kaori had a bad feeling about this.
“My name got dropped into the box by accident,” he said cheerfully. “So I don’t really want to be president, and you don’t really want me for president. Don’t vote for me. It’s a bad idea. Vote for Take instead, he’s hot.”