SEIKA HIGH SCHOOL

Seika High School was a private school among Japan's cheapest private schools. Students from different families and backgrounds came to learn, play, study, and graduate together. Their uniform was unique with the badge having a strange flower, but Seika wasn't popular for their uniform; it was their students that made the school famous as most of them were misfits and troublemakers.

Students walked into the compound laughing and talking. The school's disciplinary committee cautioned and fixed students dressing code much to many annoyances.

Akage sighed as she headed to the gate. Her dress code rebelled the uniform dress code as she wore joggers, a comfy sweater and sneakers with a bag strapped around her shoulder.

Akage arrived at the gate when a girl with a long pink ponytail, brown eyes and dark skin stopped her. The girl was shorter than Akage by a few inches, moderately curved and had eyes that meant business.

"Stop right there!" She demanded as Akage turned back, catching the attention of many students who applauded her courage to come to school dressed like that.

"Anything I can do for you?" Akage asked with a straight face.

"Yes. Your dressing is a violation of the school’s dress code that states every student should be in their uniform, neat and complete. Where is your uniform?" The pink hair asked and Akage shrugged.

"Um? Am I to answer that or are you just trying to be an annoying bitch so early in the morning?" Akage responded with a question resulting in pissing the pink hair.

"You’re new here so allow me to introduce myself. My name is Shizuno Furukawa and I'm the president of the disciplinary committee and as a functional disciplinary committee..." She pointed at Akage. "We do not relent on delinquents like you or anyone who breaks the rule and disregard correction."

Akage yawned as she muted Shizuno's voice in her head and checked the time, counting the minutes Shizuno wasted nagging to someone who neither listened nor cared.

"...So, apologize or I promise to make your experience in this school a living hell!" Shizuno demanded.

Shizuno took a step back as Akage walked towards her, her slit pupil scrutinizing her. She felt trapped even though she was in an open space. She felt like prey as Akage grabbed her, pulling her closer to herself and lowering her lips to Shizuno, trapping her in a lip lock.

Everyone watching screamed in shock, baffled Akage had done the impossible in the history of Seika High. Shizuno tried to pull away, feeling weak as she unconsciously responded to Akage's kisses who enjoyed teasing the innocent disciplinary president.

Satisfied, she pulled away from the panting Shizuno.

"Hmm, watermelon." Akage moaned, licking her lips as Shizuno blushed in shock. "You talk too much. Be careful when it comes to me Shizuno Furukawa." Akage warned, her eyes exposing a bitterly tamed form of a murderous intent.

Akage crossed the gate and Shizuno stared at Akage. The disciplinary committee surrounded her, dragging a dazed Shizuno to reality with questions.

"Why did you let him go?" One of the disciplinary committee members asked.

"This transfer student is going to be a handful. Be careful around him because he’s dangerous." She warned even though Akage had left her mind in a state of panic, confusion, and arousal.

"Yes president!" They responded and scattered to their positions, uncertain and afraid to ask her about the kiss.

I can't believe I let that jerk kiss me! But ...Shizuno's fingers timidly touched her lips. That was my first kiss.

Class E was a class full of mishaps and misfits. From 1-3, they had been given the title 'End Class', each one battling for worst class of the year.

Classes were about to start when the homeroom teacher of class 2E stepped in. The students stood, bowed in respect, and took their seats.

Mr. Saki, their homeroom teacher, was a hard man. He was short with black hair, black eyes that hid under his glasses, a rough stubble on his face and wore a suit without the jacket – He was a non-academic staff.

"We have a new transfer student..." A very weird one like the rest of you brats. "Please come in."

Akage strutted into class, earning whispers from the students who recognised her from earlier. Akage stood before the whole class, her hands in her pocket with an apathetic expression.

"Yo. I'm Akage Akazawa. I'm seventeen, love gaming and sports, reading books and manga, eating, pranks and being lazy. Have no love interest and no love life. I know that with me here, I'll triple your high school experience. One that you'll never forget for the rest of your lives." Akage introduced and yawned, covering her mouth before she winked at the girls who admired her.

Most of the girls in class 2E shrieked in excitement as they chattered about how hot, cool, and amazing Akage was while the boys worshipped her for her balls to kiss the school's treasured 'Iron Cherry.’

"Your seat is way over there, behind Yuuta Izumi's seat." Mr. Saki said as he pointed nonchalantly at Akage's seat.

Akage walked up to her seat, the whole class’s eyes following her as she sat on her seat and stared out the window. Mr. Saki banged his notes on the table in front of the class, stealing all the student’s attention as they gulped in anticipation with his raged eyes.

"I don't want much trouble from this class especially now that we have a new student! I don't want to spend the rest of my lazy semester cleaning up your mess when I'm still stuck with Yuuta! That brat vandalized the school's property and the principal's house before he decided to take AWOL! I promise to give that immature kid a warm welcome when he gets back!" Mr. Saki exclaimed as everyone excluding Akage laughed at his frustration.

The first day of school was better than my last academy but it's boring. Akage thought as she stared at the outside world she couldn't go until dismissal.

"Do I make myself clear?!" Mr. Saki demanded as he banged his notes on the table.

"Yes sir!" They all responded before the school bell rang.

The door opened and the next teacher; the English teacher strolled in with a smile on her face as she hummed.

"Good morning, Mr. Saki." Her exuberant voice greeted the unenthusiastic teacher.

"Good morning, Miss Ryoko." He greeted Miss Ryoko in a brash manner.

He walked past the magnificent woman, a hand in his pocket as he side-glanced the transfer student and closed the door with a smirk on his face.

Miss Ryoko Valentine was a blessed woman. She was a half-caste whose father was British and mother was Japanese. She had beautiful blond curls that bounced on her shoulders, intelligent blue eyes, a foxy smile, a sexy body that always had her cleavages revealed and red lips that could charm any man of her choice. She described the word 'Seduction on legs.’

Miss Ryoko was a multilingual woman who could speak: English, Japanese, Latin, French, Chinese, Korean, Italian, and Spanish from her travel experience. She was popular among both teachers and students for her strong, persistent, dominant, and respectable nature. Like the meaning of her name, she was called the 'Dragon of the nobility' for her charisma.

She searched the class, noticing the new student who caught her whole attention.

"Good morning, class." Miss Ryoko greeted as she stared at Akage whose interest remained outside.

"Good morning, Miss Ryoko." They greeted her as some of the guys flattered her on how hot she looked today.

"For the sake of the transfer student, I'll introduce myself. My name is Miss Ryoko Valentine and I'm the English teacher, but you can call me whichever you prefer but I like my name." She introduced as Akage nodded without sparing her a glance and the students were awed at Ryoko’s prowess.

Akage yawned as she placed her head on the desk, sighing on how blue today looked.

What an interesting student. Miss Ryoko thought as she faced her class with a smile. "Okay class, open to page fifty of your textbook." She instructed and class commenced.

The bell rang for the next period as the students whined, wanting Miss Ryoko to finish her story about her tour in Italy. She gathered her things, her eyes staring at Akage who didn't attempt to participate in any class activities.

"Akage Akazawa." Ryoko called as Akage raised her head to stare at the teacher. "See me during recess." She requested.

She walked out of the class as another teacher entered.

Recess came shortly after classes, at least to Akage it felt like that. Akage hated being called into offices especially the staff room with her experience from her previous school. Her mind pondered on what she could have done to warrant her in the staff room.

No, it's the fruity kiss this morning. Akage thought as she bit her nail and stared at the staff room's door.

She opened the door and halted at Miss Ryoko's desk. She bowed, grabbed a seat, and sat down as Miss Ryoko ate the apple in her hand.

Ryoko took another apple and offered it to Akage who politely refused.

"You called me here?" Akage asked with a stern face as Ryoko smiled.

She's the first person I've met in a long-time who isn't charmed by me. Fascinating discovery. Ryoko thought as she took another hard bite of the succulent apple.

"I just wanted us to have a little chat Akage Akazawa. Can I call you Aka-dear? It fits you perfectly." Ryoko's ribald manner disgusted Akage who remained stoic.

"Yes, you can. You’re my teacher after all but..." Akage paused as her eyes sharpened. "If you’re here to discuss anything outside your job, I suggest you give up your teaching license."

Ryoko smiled at how coarse Akage's voice sounded as she threatened her attempts on Akage. Ryoko chuckled as she leaned a little closer to Akage, her cleavages exposed to Akage who stared at it unamused.

"You’re the first student who has ever talked to me in that manner. It's a little disappointing someone as handsome as you is a girl and still you enjoy confusing the mass. I wonder… what kind of person you are Akage? It only makes me more excited." Ryoko whispered with a flustered face as she wiggled her body.

She placed her hands on Akage's chest, surprised at how flat her chest felt. Akage grabbed her hand and threw it off.

"I didn't hide the truth I am a female. It was your fault for assuming and if you asked, I would gladly say I am. Also..." Akage brought her lips to Ryoko's ears. "I'm not into older sluts, women without self-respect bore me."

That was Akage’s last message before she left the staff room and an excited Ryoko.

"I'm the predator and you’re the prey, Akage. I always get what I want… by hook or by crook." She stated with a mischievous laugh and sank her teeth into the apple.