Be Mine

Chapter 1: First Night

"Oh Em Gee! Did you watch the news last night?!" gasped a girl, excitedly.

"About Phantom Thief ?! Of course!" replied the second.

"Kyaa~ He's such a handsome man!" sighed the first.

The second classmate agreed. "I know right?! Even though he's wearing a mask all the time, you can tell that he must be good looking because of his voice and figure!"

The first fan girl started reading a description on him from an article. "The one who moves like the wind, and is as dark as midnight itself, his name is..."

The two girls held each other's hands as they squealed his name with heart eyes. "Phantom Thief!"

"Hey, aren't you two forgetting something important?" groaned a male classmate. He was obviously tired from hearing girls fawn over the great thief.

"Eh? Something important?" the girls looked at him.

"I'm talking about Valentine's Day! It's coming around, you know." reminded the guy.

"Hah...you're only reminding us about this because you're hoping to receive some chocolate!"

"Haha, nailed it!" grinned the guy student.

The brown haired girl sighed. This is supposed to be a school for elites, and yet most students can't even behave themselves. All I hear is 'Phantom Theif This', 'Phantom Theif That'. I fail to see what's so great about his existence. And why is everyone so excited about Valentine's Day? It happens every year.

Isabella. That was the name of the brown haired girl. She was like a princess...or maybe even a queen. But that was only her appearance. Long wavy shining hair, beautiful brown eyes, soft tan skin, small delicate hands, a slim figure and a fragile quiet voice. Her personality was the calm and silent type. She seemed to always be calm, never fretting over an upcoming exam, stayed silent and kept things to herself, only spoke when needed to, intelligent in all subjects, and an ace in most sports. She was the perfect role model. Except she wasn't good with her social life. She didn't have any friends. Well, maybe two acquaintances named Isis and Wilka, but they barely conversed. Her problem was her cold side. Isabella doesn't let people get close to her, and always seems to create an invisible wall to put in between a person and herself. And thanks to all that, she doesn't even know what 'love' is. If you asked her...

"Hey, Isabella, you know what 'love' is, right?" asked Isis, cheerfully. Of course she was thinking of a certain blonde head.

Isabella simply nodded. "Yes, I do. I shall define love to you. 'Love' as a noun is an intense feeling of deep affection: "their love for their country". 'Love' as a verb is when you feel a deep romantic or sexual attachment to someone: "Do you love me?" as an example."

"Erm...okay...?"

"If you'd like, I can even tell you the source of this information." Isabella gave her a serious look. "The definition was straight off of Google, if you type in 'Define Love' in the search bar."

Isis awkwardly laughed, and quickly dismissed herself. "S-See you later, Isabella!"

That was it. Isabella's social life was so deep in the hole; you'd think she'd stay that deep forever. Until someone offered their hand to help pull her out of that deep hole. Someone that could finally reach her.

A male student with dark black hair, and strong brown eyes, walked through the hallways of the school.

Ryan!"

The boy stopped his tracks, and turned to face the one who called him. It was David, the dazzling blonde boy with glistening blue eyes, who had transferred from Europe. "Ryan, these papers are for you to look at. Sorry for always bothering you with paper work, but...you know how things are..."

Ryan laughed. "It's no problem. It can't be helped; I am the President of the Student Council, after all."

"Yeah...well, I need to go! Nick's probably whirling up a storm of trouble again, and I don't want things to get out of hand, so I'll talk to you later!" David waved at him, and left.

Ryan, President of the Student Council, and a well-liked man. Not as popular as David, but admired and respected by lots. Good looks, top grades, and strong in athletics, similar to Isabella, yet slightly better. His personality was the cool and kind type. He would help out anyone if they needed it; teachers loved him, and saw him as the best student in the school-perhaps even a prodigy. His cool demeanor really attracted both girls and guys, so his social life was very successful compared to the young princess. His best guy mates were Nick and David.The trouble maker and the prince. It really did seem like Ryan had no flaw at all. But he did. He just knew how to hide them well. Just as easily as how he hid his face behind a mask. Ryan had a big secret-he had his other side which was only shown on certain nights. And no one else knew about this. Not one soul.

However, Ryan had nothing to worry about. He was good at hiding things. A little too good. But he was used to it. Used to hiding his true identity behind a mask every day of his life. Used to hiding all the precious treasures he stole, used to hiding his true feelings. But that is what part of his life is. Hiding. For he, was the one and only infamous Phantom Thief. Just as the name suggests, a Phantom Thief is a thief whom does not steal in order to gain wealth. But one who does it for adventure, much like a hobby to satisfy themselves. Yet, they act without malice, and rely on their charisma and intelligence to plan strategies for stealing important and high-level security objects. The other name for Phantom Thief is Gentleman Thief, but Phantom Thief has a somewhat nicer ring to it, well, that's Ryan's opinion. Despite all that, Ryan doesn't steal just for fun. He has a purpose.

The dark haired boy glanced at the papers in his hand. "Wow...what a handful." He flipped through them, while walking. Why is it that most of these are about Valentine's Day Events...?

He was so caught up in reading all of the opinions of the students that he didn't notice he was about to bump into someone.

Isabella issued a book out from the library. It was a book about Valentine's Day. She wanted to head back home, but she also wanted to read the book, so she opened it, and started to read it while walking. Isabella was caught up in studying this romantic day; she didn't realize she was about to bump into someone.

CRASH!

Ryan and Isabella both fell back, as the things they were holding jumped out of their hands, and scattered onto the floor.

Ryan immediately came to Isabella's side. "I apologize for my carelessness, are you alright?"

Isabella stood up, and dusted herself. "I'm fine."

"Ah, that's a relief." The two then bent down to pick up their bits and pieces.

"Say...have we met before?" questioned Ryan, as he stared at the girl before him.

"I don't believe we have." She arranged the scattered papers into place, and took a small glance at it. "Valentine's Day event suggestions and opinions?"

Ryan laughed a bit, "Ahaha...yeah. As the Head of the Student Council, I have to look at lots of papers like those."

Isabella blinked. "You're the Student Council Leader?" she handed him the papers.

He gratefully took them and gave her the book. "Yes, I'm Ryan, nice to meet you."

"Isabella," She received the book, and nodded her thanks.

"A book about Valentine's Day?" Ryan raised an eyebrow.

Isabella quickly put the book behind her back. "N-No...you must be mistaken." How embarrassing...carrying around a red book with pink hearts on it...

He smiled at her. "You're different, Isabella "

"Huh?" she looked up at the tall male student. Different? I know people think I'm a little strange, but this is the first time someone has actually said I was different...

"I didn't mean it in a bad way." Ryan patted her on the head, and walked past her. "I have a feeling you and I will cross paths again in the near future."

Her small hand touched her head. "...?"

-End Of Chapter One-