Mornings on a beautiful sunny day means peace and quiet, right? With birds singing and flowers blooming, right? Well…

TO HELL WITH THAT.

A girl with honey coloured hair was trying really hard to take a nice, peaceful nap. But her peace was never attained, as three idiot delinquents were trying to prank her childhood friend: Sakamoto.

Giving up on resisting the loudness, she decided to take entertainment from watching the idiots. As usual, the girls instantly tried to stick up for Sakamoto.

"Fumiko! Stop them! Isn't Sakamoto your childhood friend?" A girl asked.

Fumiko stared back at the girl with her reflective hazel eyes. She sighed then stared at the entrance with boredom. "Let them be."

"How could you? Are you backstabbing your childhood friend?" The girl gasped in shock.

"Tch!" Fumiko ruffled her hair in frustration. "Do you really think Sakamoto would fall for that? I am willing to bet $1000 that he won't fall for that trick. And honestly...I'd rather see him fall for it instead. That kid is an alien perfectionist."

"That's right! Sakamoto won't fall for it." The girl perked up and decided to watch the entrance.

"He's coming!" The boy with spiky hair whispered.

Fumiko rested her head on her desk, still sleepy.

And soon enough, Sakamoto waltzed in and flashily caught the eraser.

"The entire class squealed with excitement. "OMG he caught it!"

"Morning, ladies and gentlemen." Sakamoto posed. He put the eraser down and the entire class began singing his accomplishment. Except the three.

"Hmmm…" Fumiko caught the anger and malice behind their intent.

"Morning, Fumiko." Sakamoto sat behind her.

"Your entrance hurts my eyes. Cookie?" Fumiko leaned back in her chair, facing Sakamoto upside down as she stretched out an arm to offer him a cookie.

"I will take you up on the offer." Sakamoto took it and wrapped it carefully to put in his bag.

Fumiko sat upright and properly turned to face him. "Honestly, my mom would be really sad if she found out that you're feeding half of the cookies to birds…"

Sakamoto grinned. "That's a secret between the two of us. But I doubt that's the reason you're properly facing me."

"Ah! Watch out for those three. They're up to no good. The rest is up to you." Fumiko yawned before facing front and resuming to find her resting pose.

"Hm." Sakamoto glanced at the three Fumiko had pointed out secretly by tilting her head that way.

Later the bell rang and the session was over. Sakamoto stood up and was about to ask Fumiko if she had an umbrella. However, seeing she was sound asleep he turned. Fumiko grabbed his sleeve, gaining his attention.

"Umbrella?" She offered.

"It's scary how you read my mind while you were asleep." Sakamoto took it. "By the way...where did you get the umbrella?"

"Hypocrite. Oh...and the umbrella...it was yours. I think I accidentally borrowed it, once? And today I finally remembered to bring it today. Just don't *yawn* wake me up." Fumiko murmured before resuming her nap.

"It's bad to sleep in class." He said, turning as he hid the umbrella under his shirt.

"I'm only napping during breaks…zzzzz" She dozed off.

Sakamoto grinned a little wider before returning to his neutral demeanour and leaving the room.

"Just kiddingggg~" Fumiko propped her head up and pulled out her cell phone. She saw the three idiots looking rather frustrated and heading towards Sakamoto's desk, lifting it up.

"Wha-!" Several people exclaimed.

"You three idiots, are you sure you want to do that." Fumiko didn't bother looking up?"

"Fumiko-chan...be a sweetheart and shut up."

"I see. Well you'll suffer the consequences." Fumiko held her phone up and opened up the camera. She held the camera button down...taking pictures of the entire thing.

Afterwards, Sakamoto entered and had found his desk gone.

"Hmm? Sakamoto, where's your desk?" The teacher asked.

Fumiko was about to show evidence but Sakamoto made a quick tap on her shoulder, gesturing her not to. Then all the girls began offering to share their seats.

"Oh, right. You have your own personal military force." Fumiko began deleting the pictures.

"Don't worry about me…" Sakamoto told the teacher. He opened up the window and sat on the windowsill.

"Lord...my eyes hurt." Fumiko shielded her eyes from Sakamoto then sighing.

"Teacher, please continue the class." Sakamoto snapped his fingers.

"What a troublesome kid." Fumiko stretched and began dozing off.

The last bell rang and Sakamoto tapped on her shoulder

"Fumiko...class is over."

Fumiko blinked and stood up. She grabbed her bags and stretched her back.

"Sakamoto...can you wait for me today? My mom says she wants you to eat this new recipe cake of hers."

"Sure. I have to stay after school anyways to clean the room." Sakamoto adjusted his glasses.

"Eh? Sakamoto walks you home, Fumiko?" A girl asked.

"Eh?" Everyone cried in jealousy. Sakamoto was obviously every girls' dream. But Fumiko was like every boys' queen. One glance from Fumiko's ice cold glare (Honestly...she's just sleepy most of the time.) and every boy suddenly turns into a masochist.

"Hi Sakamoto-kun! Hi Fu-chan1" A girl called out from outside the classroom. She waved eagerly at the two."Fu-chan, let's head to the club together~"

"Coming Keiko." Fumiko ruffled her hair as she walked towards her friend. They were both in the girls basketball team.

"The captain wants to do some training with the boys team today and she asked us to be there faster." Keiko skipped beside Fumiko. Unlike Fumiko, Keiko is a very energetic and cute being. She has short curly brown hair and grey eyes. In Keiko's hair is a stunning pink flower clip, which was Fumiko's first gift for her. She's like a sweet docile doll but on basketball courts...even Keiko can be a savage.

"What difference does it make to be early. It disrupts the rest of my sleeping time." Fumiko groaned as she tugged on the only piercing on her entire body: her left ear.

"Well she won't care if you're late, Fu-chan. You're her favourite. But I will receive a death penaltyyy!" Keiko swung her arms up and down in complaint.

Fumiko saw several boys looking at her in adoration and pervertedness. She glared at them all, warning them to back off. At first they looked frightened, but then they all blushed madly.

"Keiko...I miss middle school." Fumiko sighed in disgust as they reached the change room.

"Eh? Why?" Keiko tossed on her basketball jersey and red shorts.

"The boys here are weird. I glare at them and it gives the opposite effect than what I want." Fumiko tied her hair back.

"You're weird, Fu-chan." Keiko laughed and jumped onto Fumiko.

"Ow...Keiko!" Fumiko complained but didn't push Keiko off.

"Hehe." Keiko pulled Fumiko and the two went to the basketball courts.

"Oh! Fumiko actually made it in time." The captain had her light brown hair tied back into a sleek ponytail.

The girls team applauded.

"Leave me alone, Maru." Fumiko clicked her tongue in annoyance.

"Now then, line up and greet each other." The boys' team'. Came up from behind and their captain also said the same thing.

"Hey...I never knew Maru's boyfriend was the captain." Fumiko pointed and said out loud after they bowed. Everyone cracked up and the couple blushed madly.

"FUMIKO!" Maru shouted.

"Everyone thirty laps!" Maru's boyfriend also shouted in embarrassment.

After basketball-

"Fu-chan~ Stop making unnecessary comments. Now my muscles are aching~" Keiko whined, hugging Fumiko's left arm.

"Sorry." Fumiko was using her right arm to check on her phone.

"Next time, save your comments after club activities or swallow it."

"Hmm?" Fumiko looked at the empty classroom.

"Where's Sakamoto-kun?" Keiko asked timidly, obviously smitten with Fumiko's childhood friend.

"I was wondering the same thing too, Keiko." Fumiko left the class and went around the school.

"Fu-chan! I hear voices." Keiko pointed at a direction with her left arm. The two walked over there and reached the science classroom where the teachers had escorted four students out of the class.

"Kya! Sakamoto looks so sexy and wild! M-must t-t-take a p-p-p-icture!" Keiko squealed, taking out her phone and began taking a stream of pictures. Sakamoto had walked out and his uniform was slightly open and messy. His hair was also a little messy.

"I don't see the difference."Fumiko told Keiko.

"Fu-chan!" Keiko sharply said Fumiko's name. "Haven't you heard? The smallest thing can make a huge difference."

"So, did you sort things out with the idiots?" Fumiko asked Sakamoto, stuffing her hand in her pockets.

"Yes." Sakamoto adjusted his glasses.

"Finally time to go home. Keiko, do you want to stop by my bakery and try my mom's new recipe? Sakamoto's coming too."

"YES." Keiko replied.

-And thus, ended a tiresome day for Fumiko-