Prologue

The day unfolds yet another memory. The cold breeze of spring marks a new beginning for me. I am about to walk the path of becoming a student again.

My name is Myshcka Demoure, a Royal-A student of the elite and the most prestigious Academy in Japan—The East Royal International Academy. And yes, being in this academy requires yourself that you are of true elite, prominent, wealthy and the highest is of course, royalty. The influence of my father brought me in this kind of school. Elite, influential and wealthy was Monsieur Mayor George Demoure—Italy’s Mayor. Oh, I forgot to mention, in this academy you have to be of foreign blood. I am a quarter Japanese and the rest, an Italian blood. My parents, of course, were not here—patching and working back in the city.

I came to Japan to study and it brought curiosity over the lineage my half-blooded mother was.

Breakfast with my younger brother was over and my second year at the academy is about to begin.

“ Miss, the car is ready.” I heard our butler called but I ignored it. I paced to where the car keys are and took mines.

“ Please take Gio to his school. I can handle myself.” I turned to the butler and looked at my brother.

“ I’m not a baby, sister.” He stared at me and took a bite of club sandwiches.

“ I know but you can’t drive alone.” I answered and patted him. “ I’m going now. I’ll see you later.”

I took my school coat and drove towards the academy.

Well, this is the rest of my journey.