Why of all places did he have to move here? The 14 year-old, Suguru Fujisaki wondered to himself. Here, was the country Ireland, and they moved to a county called Derry. There was nothing special about this place. Tokyo, Japan was his real home, where he lived with his cousin Tohma Seguchi and his wife. But he had a tour with Nittle Grasper that lasted a year, so he dropped the young boy back to his parents’ house.
“Here you go, sweetheart. Welcome to East Coast High, your new school,” said his mother. Suguru looked up to see that they arrived at his new school. He groaned.
“This is going to suck,” he said quietly to himself. But his mother heard him.
“Oh I’m sure you’ll meet lots of new friends. They’re always curious about Japan and its people,” Mrs. Fujisaki replied. Suguru rolled his eyes.
“Oh sure. I’ll fit right in, with green hair and my Japanese heritage,” he said with a sarcastic voice. Without saying goodbye to his mother, Suguru got out of the car and walked inside the building.
Damian McGinty sat next to the window in his English class, staring outside, wishing he could play football, instead of being stuck indoors. “Class, may I have your attention please?” his teacher, Mrs. Smith asked. Damian turned to his attention to the front of the class, stopped and stared at the new kid.
The kid had short, dark green hair with brown eyes. His skin was porcelain. He wore a collar, long-sleeve pink button-up shirt with a black vest. He also had on a pair of black pants. Damian couldn’t help it. The boy was kinda cute.
“This is Suguru Fujisaki. Please make him feel welcome. He came all the way from Tokyo, Japan. Now Suguru, I want you to sit next to Damian. Damian, could you please raise your hand?” Damian did so without hesitation and Suguru found the seat next to him and sat down.
“Hi, I’m Damian McGinty, but you can call me Damian,” Damian introduced himself, offering his hand. Suguru smiled for the first time since arriving in Derry, Ireland. He took the hand offered to him.
“Nice to meet you, Damian. I’m Fujisaki Suguru, but call me Suguru,” he said, laughing a little. Damian smiled.
“That’s right, the people of Japan introduce themselves with their last names first, don’t they?” Suguru nodded.
“Yes, they do. So, what do you like to do?” he asked.