"This school... just giving me a student council position, as well as permission to carry around a kendo bamboo stick... amazing. Someone could easily misuse this freedom." Vindle said to himself as he looked out the window. He then turned back around to see some of his classmates.
"These are the people I'll be spending all year with. As long as they aren't a bunch of weirdos..." he trailed off again. [i]Why am I talking to myself when I could be meeting people?[/i] he thought. Though Vindle didn't feel like approaching people.