Citrus (citrus)

Oh, yeah, he was being a pain, so I dumped him.

What? Already?

Weren't you guys still hooking up just like a couple days ago?

Eh, summer's the season of love, right?

I'll get a rebound soon enough.

God, I hate being single.

Wait, didn't you just break up

with your boyfriend, Yuzucchi?

I'd say come to the mixer if you weren't

transferring in the fall,

but who'd want a long distance thing?

Not me.

Ew. They're the worst.

Don't even worry about me, ladies.

They'll be a new hot guy. There always is, am I right?

It's nice being able to change in a room this big!

Hot!

I haven't learned any of this stuff yet.

Whatever, high school girls only need to know

fashion and friends!

Aw, thanks, Mom!

I'm heading out now!

The summer of my freshman year,

my mom kinda up and found herself a new husband.

Because of that, we had to move to a new town,

meaning I had to start life all over

at a totally different high school.

If I want to be at the top

of the social food chain here,

I've gotta crank my cuteness up to 11!

Oh, hi, there you are.

Hey, wait for me!

What's up?

Of course, it doesn't matter

how much I pump myself up about it, anyway...

...because my new school is an all girls' school.

It's just gonna be downhill from here.

I've kept up the charade until now.

Yeah, after the mixer, we totally went to second base!

What?

Wow!

But the truth is...

...I've never been in love before.

When I do get my first kiss... I hope it's super hot,

like in a romance manga!

Not that I could ever admit it.

I'm beyond clueless about love.

Um. Please excuse me.

Okay.

I'm sorry to bother you,

but would you mind showing me your student ID?

Huh? What for?

Your hair color is in violation

of our school's dress code.

Not only that, but cell phone use is prohibited here,

so I'll have to confiscate yours now, please.

No way! I literally just transferred here.

You can't punish me if I didn't know.

Let me slide?

Sorry, we can't make exceptions.

That sets a bad example for the other girls.

But isn't this perm against the rules?

It's my natural hair, thank you!

Will you stop touching it?

Actually, there's more.

Your top button. Makeup as well.

Plus, that red ribbon.

Blouse, jewelry, false nails, bag, skirt length.

In fact, your entire appearance is a violation.

Huh?!

What kind of crap high school

doesn't let their girls look cute?

You're screwing up the whole point!

Hmm...

Back off!

This is so stupid!

It's not like how you dress makes any difference

in your grades anyway!

It does, though.

President!

Our rules are extremely important.

They prepare us not just for school, but for the real world.

Every student at this academy will be held

to the exact same standard.

If you have a problem with that,

perhaps you don't belong at this school.

I'm just saying it's silly.

If you're gonna be sticklers about your dress code,

you should at least let people know what it is.

Well, Student Council President, what do you have say about that?

Exactly. I figured as much.

Hey! What are you doing?

I expect this won't happen again tomorrow.

Whoa.

What the hell was that? No fair!

Hey! Aihara!

No makeup? This blows.

What a creep.

She smelled really nice, though.

It's probably her shampoo.

Aihara!

Um, you calling me?

I am. Are you feeling okay?

That's what I'm talkin' about!

Hm?

Oh, uh, nothing!

I'm just not quite used to my new last name yet, that's all.

I'm Mr. Amamiya.

Now follow me. It's time for homeroom.

Yes, sir!

Whoopsie!

This place has been like boot camp so far.

That said, if all the teachers are that cute,

I might just be okay!

First things first, I'm gonna make some new friends!

There's no club today.

Oh?

Hey there!

What are we doin', girls?

Um, well, we were thinking about maybe going to--

Oh, yeah! Karaoke sounds fun!

I don't have any friends here yet,

so I'd totally be free to tag along with you!

What time?

Don't make eye contact.

I'm scared to talk to her, y'know?

What's their problem?

'Scuse us a sec.

Listen, Aihara,

that's not how people make friends here.

Right. I'm sorry.

You are...?

I'm Harumi Taniguchi.

But just call me Harumin!

Uh. Harumin.

Anyway, what'd I do wrong?

This school's part of an escalator system,

so most of these sheltered little flowers

have been classmates since elementary.

I started here in high school, though,

so I'm pretty much in the same boat as you.

Kindred spirits!

Wow, I guess you are like me.

Point is, the girls at this academy have been trained

to watch their Ps and Qs since day one.

The chairman runs a pretty tight ship.

In other words, it's the only way they know.

That makes sense.

Of course, there is one special case.

Special case?

The beautiful brainiac who made president

during her first year of high school.

I heard she's engaged to one of the top teachers here, too.

She's engaged?

Isn't she a little young for that, though?

No, not if you're the chairman's granddaughter

who's supposed to inherit the school one day.

Whoa.

I bet she's never had a chance

to date or fall in love, either.

Anyway, you're up to speed.

I'm gonna go ahead and assume we're friends.

So what's your contact info?

A cell phone! They confiscated mine. No fair.

They can't take it away if they don't know it's there!

Let's see, if the student council

hasn't given it back to you yet...

...I'd say it probably ended up in Mineko's room.

Who?

A lady must always conduct herself

with the utmost sophistication and poise,

not only at school, but in the home as well.

Do I make myself clear, Miss Aihada?

Yes.

What on earth would possess you

to parade around our prestigious academy

dressed in that shameful manner?

When I was your age, I would've been embarrassed

at the very idea of being seen in public