A tall, milk chocolate-skinned teenage boy walked silently up the stairs of the school grounds, his hands stuffed in his pockets. "Man...I hate being up this early." he groaned as he yawned. "It's such a drag." he mumbles as he keeps walking up the stairs. He looked at all the students that passed by, some seemingly happy to be back at school, others feeling just like him. He chuckled as he noticed the normal cliques began forming again. He saw the nerds, the preps, the jocks, and even the wealthy kids all meeting up together..... But then....where was this boy to go? Well.... No where. He didn't have a group. He just stayed off on his own, minding his business, not really finding anyone to fit in with. Such was the life, of Ryu Keiko.