Rules of Popularity ...be careful who you fall in love with.
Prologue: And So It Begins..

This is a story of something that some people only dream of. A story of something I experienced with my whole mind; whole body; whole heart. A story of two people drawn together by something pre-determined.

This is a story of love.

Love is a funny word, though. A feeling that can happen fast—just like that—or grow over time. A thing that can push people to their limits physically and mentally. Most of the time, the word "love" isn't always clear; this I know. For, love is something always started and not always finished. Why this is, I have never quite figured out. Perhaps, we are all meant to love more than once in a lifetime? To be able to experience this feeling many times over. But, for all the things about love I cannot figure out, there is one thing I know for sure.

Young love is the worst of all.

Young love causes people to make a choice between what they know an what they feel. Between status and emotions. Comfort and desire. Power and lust. I used to believe that I could have both; I couldn't.
They made me choose...

A good story is not without a tragedy. Though as I look back I only see it makes, my story, our story, stronger. Sometimes good comes hand-in-hand with the bad. Now, this is not a tragedy as you might expect it- no one dies, no one gets forced apart by hundreds of miles. No, you see it wasn't our parents that forbid us to love- it was
them. The rules of society in a regular high school; the responsibilities that came with popularity; and above all the humiliation I would take upon myself if I loved Syaoran Li.

I am Sakura Kinomoto. This is my love story.