『 Foreign Kisses 』 Haikyuu X OC

2. First Day

3rd Pov:

As Maekara walked to the counselor's office, she couldn't help but to replay the scenes from the morning.

So much had already happened to her in one morning, hopefully, there was not always this much action.

She almost forgot to be proud of herself, sure, she was acting like a weirdo when she replied to Mr. Wall, but at least she was able to make conversation.

Progress.

Well, not really.

Upon entry, she saw an old lady behind a desk with her eyes focused on her computer.

"Hello?"

The woman took one look at her, with visible question in her eye she seemed hesitant to ask, "Ayana Maekara ?"

"Yes."

The woman visibly relaxed and searched for a paper.

"Ah! Yes, here is your schedule. It says here you scored a 127 on your placement test, you will be in the college preparatory classes. Though, I apologize there was not a seat opening in our top class, we placed you in our next best class."

Maekara waved off her apology and nodded, taking the paper in haste.

She didn't want to be last and bring even more attention to herself.

She scurried down the hallways, luckily no one seemed to care just yet as she made it to her class.

Only a handful had arrived so far. Grinning, she sat in a secluded back seat.

As the teacher walked in, she waved her over.

"Hello, you must be Ayana San, I'm your teacher, Sasaki Yin-"

It took her a second to realize that the class was full by now, and the class had technically started.

Her seat was taken. :(

Oh well. She turned back to the sensei only to see her looking back with expectant eyes.

Sasaki put her hands on Maekara's shoulders and gave her a 90-degree turn.

In front of the whole class.

At first, no one noticed, until the sensei cleared her throat.

Everyone looked up with bewilderment. She couldn't help but pick up some whispers.

"Her hairs so curly"

"Her skin is pretty dark"

"But her eyes are green?"

'Wow,' she thought, 'you're all just describing me. '

She hadn't realized how uncommon it really was for a bit of foreign culture here.

Her internal wit was cut off, as she realized how intense their stares were.

She started playing with her fingers and looking anywhere but towards her peers.

"Class, as I'm sure you're all aware that we have a new student. She traveled all the way from America, why don't you introduce yourself."

'Wait, they actually do this??'

"Uh, I'm.. Ayana Maekara-"

She was interrupted by some kid with black hair.

"So which one is your last name? Since you're from America."

She internally groaned. "Ayana is one of my surnames."

"How many do you have?"

She could've sworn her eye twitched at the ever-growing amount of questions.