13 SENTINELS: Aegis RIM: ANOTHER STORY - [PART I] (BOOK I)

1.1. Y/n's Perspective: Late For School! Along With A Classmate...? (♫)

[June 25, 2129]
[9 AM, Monday Morning]

Murasawa Y/n is your normal girl currently a first-year attending Sakura High.
And...

Y/n: "Oh no, I'm late, I'm late!"

Poor Y/n runs down the sidewalk.
From her distance from where she was at to the school, it was an estimate of six minutes left until she makes it.
Although she has seven minutes until she actually makes it.
Y/n: "Just how did I sleep through my alarm like that? Is it because of the weird dreams I've been having?"

Yes, these weird dreams have been taking over Y/n's dreams lately.
They don't even feel like dreams...
They feel more like memories.
Even weirder, her classmates were all in it somehow.
Either they were all grown up destroying a facility, or they were in their current age, riding these giant robots, which Y/n forgot what they were called.

Especially the dream she had last night.
It was all so weird, she was first in a dark space and then this mysterious voice of a female was talking.
But who was she talking to?
Was the mysterious woman talking to herself or to Y/n?
And what did she mean by, 'Remember why you fight?'
What did this voice mean by, 'Recognize who they are?'
For Y/n, It was all too much to remember.

Y/n was going soooo fast that she didn't notice her classmate, who was also in her same class standing in front of a good-looking male that didn't seem to go their school.
Y/n tried as hard as she can to stop.
But...

Y/n: "Wha- Fuyusaka-san, WATCH OUT!!!"

Iori: "Whaaaaa- Ahhhhhhh!"

It was too late as the two girls both violently clash into each other.
Worse of all, their foreheads clashed onto one another, causing pain onto each other, and possibly a huge red bump.

Y/n: "Ouchies...! Oh, I'm so sorry, Fuyusaka-san! Are you okay?!"

Iori: "It's okay, I'm fine... Oh? Aren't you the transfer student, Murasawa Y/n?"

Y/n: "Oh? Yes, in fact I sit across from Kurabe-san."

???: "I'll be taking my leave."

Iori: "R-right! See you around...!"
Iori:  "I'm so sorry for bumping into you!"
The mysterious fair blonde male immediately leaves, leaving the girl that said goodbye to him a blushing mess.

Y/n: "Who's he?"

Iori: "U-um..."

Y/n: "Probably her first love at first sight~"

DING DONG!
DING DONG!
DING DONG!
DING DONG!

Y/n: "Oh no! First period is about to start! We need to go, Fuyusaka-san!"
Y/n dashes to the school, leaving Iori behind.

Iori: "Wait, Y/n-san! I can't run that fast!"
Iori tries to catch up, but Y/n was already far away.

Y/n: "Then, we have no choice but to do this!"
Y/n turns back around to get Iori.

Iori: Y-Y/n-san?! Let me down please!

Y/n: "We're in the same class, and I'm not going to have a fellow classmate late! We're making a dash for it! Hold on, Fuyusaka-san!"

Iori: "Wha- WAHHHHHHHHH!"
...
...
...

Miraculously, with Iori in her grasp, both had made it within two minutes of the bell.
Luckily their teacher wasn't in homeroom by the time she ran past outside the room, holding Iori in her arms.
Although there were some students giving out envious stares at the both of them.

Why?
Well, ever since Y/n's arrival to Sakura High School, she became popular.
She had the looks.
She had the high grades.
She was a bit athletic.
Her dark blue hair flowed like midnight waters.
Not only that she had the reputation everyone is inspired from and loved.
That is why there were envious stares when the two came into class.

Although their reasoning is just none to only a simple one...
They were just late to class.

Y/n finally put her down, but Iori felt embarrassed.
Y/n was a different figure to this, like she was already custom to it.
Y/n: "Whew, just how in the world did we even make it through...?"

Iori: "Wow... your running skills is spectacular!"
Iori: "You should join the track team!"

Y/n: "Thanks, but no thanks."
Y/n: "I'm thinking of joining the Student Council."

Iori: "Student Council, huh? It fits you for some odd reason."

Y/n: "I was the student council vice-president back in my middle school years.
Y/n: "Not only that, I enjoy doing student council work." Y/n says, finally catching her breath.

Iori: "I see, how come you don't want to join the track team? You do have potential."

Y/n: "I don't see a reason why, I don't find it that pleasing to me at all."
Y/n: "Even though I did join the basketball a bit back then, I quit because I found it boring afterwards.
Y/n: "I do like Tennis, but we don't have a tennis team unfortunately."

Iori: "I see." She smiles.

Y/n: "Is there a club you want to join?"

Iori: "Well..."

Ms. Morimura: "Class is starting, please take your seats."

Iori: "We'll talk later."

Y/n: "That's fine, Fuyusaka-san. Maybe during lunch?"

Iori: "Yes, that will be great!"

Random Student: "Ms. Morimura!"
Ms. Morimura: "One moment, everyone."

While Iori makes her way to one of her best friends, who sits two desk in front of her...
Y/n takes her seat next to Kurabe, to his left.
She sighs in relief, that she actually made it to class without getting into trouble.

???: "Barely made it, huh?"

Y/n: "Yeah... I normally wake up to my alarm, but somehow today's not my day."

???: "Same, I've been having these weird dreams lately."

Y/n: "Me also, you perhaps want to talk about it during lunch?"
Y/n: "I'm also inviting Fuyusaka-san also."

???: "Yes, I would love to!"

Y/n: "My name is Murasawa Y/n."

???: "I'm Kurabe Juro."

Y/n: "I'll see you during lunch, Kurabe-san~!"

Juro: "Same to you."

Ms. Morimura finally comes into class, after conversing with a random student that asked for her help.
Ms. Morimura: "Pardon my lateness everyone, we will now start class."