Chapter 1 : let's start

The sound of a rooster alarm rang through his room from his phone. Picking up his phone from his nightstand, he dismissed the alarm.

Yawning, stretching his muscles, and putting on his glasses was a young man who looked very out-of-place in a country like this.

He stood 5'6 with brown hair and green eyes, had a slim figure with slender arms and muscular legs. Most notable is the amount of body hair he has on his arms, legs, and his, for lack of a better term, monkey butt.

His facial features looked American but he also looked slightly older than his actual age of 16, which was due to his curly beard that covered his chin, his mustache, and a small amount of hair on his lower lip.

His name is George Anderson. How did he end up here you ask in the Land of the Rising Sun? After his parents passed away 8 years ago back in the United States in a car crash, he was sent to a Church home, despite him not being very religious.

However, he did make a friend with a young blond girl who was training to be a nun. He got to know this girl really well, he even won her a stuffed doll from a crane game after several minutes of frustration.

Sadly, the Church decided George was making the blond girl 'impure' due to her wanting to be a nun, so they sent him away. Both children cried of course, and he only made it worse by lashing out and kicking the head nun between the legs.

A few years later, George ran away from his foster home due to being physically and verbally bullied for his mental condition of Asperger's and his passion for extinct animals.

Being very territorial, he acted out of self-defense and was punished when he went too far and bit a kid on the arm out of desperation.

He had enough and escaped with the possession of a big encyclopedia on prehistoric animals and spare clothes, opting to live life on his own... his own way. Of course, he was only 13 at the time, so getting a job in America was easier said than done and he had gone several days without food or shelter.

Hearing that the legal age in another part of the world was 13, George made a plan to go there. He'd sneak into a plane (which was EXTREMELY hard due to all the coprolite that happened after 9/11) and make his way there. He didn't care where he went, anything to get off this rock

While he was able to end up in Japan, but it wasn't exactly what he dreamed of. Many there weren't exactly kind to foreigners.

People tried to take advantage of him, thinking he didn't know the laws and this made him defend himself a lot using a pair of pocket knives he stole during his time in the USA.

Luckily for George, his father worked as a Customs trader back in LA so he knew about eastern customs, as well as some of the language, but only basic and fumbled a lot, having to refer to to an American-Japanese translator book before getting a phone. He struggled to survive, to eat, and to make ends meet;

but he did work for a multi-nation restaurant that was run by a kind, old man who reminded him of his late grandfather. With his help, George was able to learn more about Japan and its culture besides pop culture icons like kaiju, as well as make enough money to get his own place. It took 3 years of hard work, but he overcame all the odds the world threw at him... except one...

High School.

After his daily routine (shower, comb hair/hair dryer, put the Kuoh Academy uniform on, apply deodorant, have breakfast of peanut butter granola balls and yogurt, do his medicine for his asthma, anxiety, and for focusing in class, pack his backpack with what he needed,

put his gray running shoes on, put on his green Jurassic Park T-Rex hoodie over his uniform, finally a breath mint and after locking the house with his keys), he was ready to start his third week of school. Little did he know, on this very day... his life would be turned upside down... for good.

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As George approached the gates of Kuoh, he reflected on to the sheer grand design of the building. It was a large building, bigger-than-your-average-bear school, and that it was privately owned. Who'd spend so much money on one school, the American didn't know.

One thing he DID know, was this school used to be a girls-only school... which was the reason he's had yet to find a boys bathroom WITHOUT tampon garbage cans, and the reason why the girl-to-boy ratio was insanely low.

Which made him feel very awkward around the majority of the ladies due to his Asperger's. Surprisingly, not long after he arrived, ladies of his age swarmed him like sharks at a feeding frenzy. While he heard foreigners weren't treated as equal, that didn't mean they weren't... seen as interesting, in one way or another.

The other problem, was the only girl George had ever talked to aside from his mother was that in-training nun he grew close too. He wondered how she was doing nowadays, she probably forgot all about him after all these years... just thinking that made his heart ache, but life wasn't fair, was it?

As he passed through the gates he could overhear the other students gossiping about him when they think he couldn't hear them.

Male Student #1: (has 2 other boys with him, looking in George's direction) Hey look... it's that American student, again.

Male Student #3: Just what I need.. my girl won't stop talking about him. (mimics girlfriends voice, with hands on his cheeks) Oh, he's so mysterious and smart...

Female Student #2: (is gossiping with 5 other girls, but notices George out of her eyes corner) Isn't that George McAnderson?

Female Student #3: (whispers) He's kinda cute!

Female Student #5: (is impressed, but dismissive) Eh, Kiba's more my type...