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Knaresborough was beautiful, her family had moved into a beautiful house near the river. What was better is that she lived in a field surrounded by beautiful flowers. Although here was welcoming, it wasn't home. Keiko missed her friends, especially Kusuo. She hadn't messaged him nor did he message her, she was unsure how to start a conversation after their abrupt goodbye.

Sometimes she would just trace her fingers over her lips thinking about the kiss they shared. Sometimes her cheeks would go red and she would wrap her arms around her waist a kick her legs while squealing.

Kusuo told her he loved her, and she loved him too. But fate had to both kick them in the ass and separate them.

Keiko was going to be joining her new school next week, she was given her uniform and a timetable of the sets and classes she was in, the Headteacher of the school looked on her previous school reports in Japan and was stunned to see how amazing they were so he put her in the top sets.

Keiko was settling in well, the only problem was, she was scared she couldn't speak English very well. She knows it and can read English words, she is just not familiar with speaking English. When speaking to the Headteacher, her nerves were thrown to the top when speaking in a language that was foreign to her. She didn't do bad, but she had a very strong Japanese accent.

Today she thought she would try and memorise the area she lived in, so today she went out into the markets to buy some flowers for her mother. Money was different, instead of yen, they used pounds and it was extremely different.

She picked up a bouquet of flowers that were vibrant and colourful, she thought they would be beautiful for the house. She went up to the woman who sat by the register reading a book, it didn't seem like a popular shop as Keiko and one other person whose back was facing her in the shop.

She went up to the woman and placed the bouquet in front of her, "Hi..." Keiko said shyly.

The woman smiled, "Hello." she smiled and checked the price tag, "That will be £7.50, are you paying in cash or card?"

"I-um cash, please-"

"I'll pay for those."

Keiko turned to see an older boy behind her, he had blonde hair layered over one of his eyes, he was wearing a smart but casual outfit. He had a very familiar look in his brown eyes. She also noticed that he was Japanese as well, he had a Japanese accent but it was obvious he was more familiar with speaking in English.

"Oh- you don't have to."

The boy smiled, "It's no problem." he then whispered, "It looked like you were struggling a bit, thought I would help" he said to her in Japanese.

"Thank you." she smiled.

After leaving the shop, he handed her the bouquet, "Are those for anyone in particular?" he asked.

"My house, we just moved. I wanted to make it look nice."

"Oh? Did you just move straight from Japan?"

She nodded, "Yeah, I'm guessing you could tell with my struggling English." she laughed.

He waved it off, "It's fine, I struggled a little when I moved to England."

Her eyes brightened, "Do you like living in Knaresborough?" she asked.

"Oh no. I live in London, (I think) I loved looking at different places in England, especially up north because of the beautiful landscapes." he told her, he then held his hand out, "My name is Kusuke Saiki."

Keiko slightly gasped, "Saiki, did you say?" she asked.

He nodded, she then held her hand out, "Keiko Mochizuki." something then flashed in Kusuke's eye.

"Do you happen to know my brother, Kusuo?"

She gaped, "I-"

"He mentioned you, you know. Well more specifically, our parents. They said Kusuo had met this 'beautiful green-haired girl' and that he had a crush on her, from the look on his face. He didn't deny it." he winked at the blushing girl.

"I- I didn't know Kusuo had a brother..."

Kusuke placed a hand on his chest, "My own dear brother, not even mentioning me to his lovely friend." he fake wept, he then stopped and looked down at her again, "You know, it's very unusual for Kusuo to like someone, what made you catch his eye, hmm?" he asked.

"I don't know." she replied coyly, "I don't think I did anything to make him like me."

He placed a hand on his chin, "You must be special then. So, was he brave enough to confess?"

Keiko looked at him sadly, "Yes... But it was too late. I moved after and I'm too scared to message him. Anyway, the timezones are hours apart, he'll most likely be in bed right now."

Kusuke smirked, "I'm sure he'll make time for you, he's usually quite a boring person so he doesn't do much in his spare time."

"Do you speak to him often?" Keiko suddenly asked, "I-If he visits. I want to go and see him."

"Well, Keiko..." Kusuke started, "We live quite far away, and Saiki doesn't really like to contact me, he doesn't really like me."

"Oh..."

"But... I could let him know I met you, might convince him to see me more often." he then pulled out his phone, "Here, put your number on my phone and if you don't want to message Kusuo, I'll let you know how he is."

She bowed as a thank you, "This means a lot, Saiki."

"You can just call me Kusuke."

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Saiki did open the Keiko draw again, about three times since she left.

It was frustrating that he kept opening it, he didn't mean to. It was a natural instinct, he missed the baby blue blanket he slept with at night. Curse Keiko for getting such a soft and cosy blanket.

He hoped she was okay in England, he fought the urge of teleporting there, he didn't want to look like a huge creep. He would feel like such a stalker.

He was overthinking things until his mum came into the room, "Ku? Your brother is on the phone. Talk to him, he said it's important."

Saiki sighed loudly and longly before taking the phone of his phone, "What do you want?"

"Now that's no way to speak to me. I thought I would call to tell you about a certain discovery."

Saiki rolled his eyes, "I don't care."

"I had the pleasure of meeting Keiko Mochizuki." Kusuke said smugly.

Saiki froze at the mention of her name.