Ah', Saint Perfection Academy. That name above all others run out through the academic community as a place of hallowed study and academic perfection. There really was no other school like it. Established long ago by inter-dimensional space demons from the far end of the galaxy, these beasts decided to use their considerable might for the advancement of earthly races which they deemed, 'far inferior' to their own. To the outside world this place of unlimited and indeed supernatural power and learning was nothing more than the most prestigious academy around.

The school itself was divided into a number of buildings and was constructed on a large cliff-side over-looking a majestic resort-beach below. The school's ample facilities and almost unlimited funding also allowed for a variety of specialist teachers and trainers as well as a number of other things like an attached-mall and built in movie theater. Really, the school had just about everything.

For the students returning it would be their first day back in classes. The chaos of the summer was soon to be forgotten in the midst of the chaotic rule of the coming school year. As the students moved inside they were each separated according to class, with most of the newcomers put into room 666B. 

For the students though, there was one thing which reigned in their minds above all others in regards to the coming year: Who would win the Moe-Moe Cliche Cup? 

Each year the students chose between a number of cliches from which they could join and then, over the course of the year, attempted to earn as many points for their cliche as was possible. Due to the staff of the school being reality-warping interdimensional space demons of nigh-unfathomable power this competition was usually affected quite easily as any damage, harm, etc that could be caused by the power of the students was easily dwarfed by the powers and abilities of the faculty. The ways in which students earned points were simple: They needed to convince the teachers of the school by word and deed that they were, in fact, the actual protagonist of this story. 

The bell for the first class rang and so, some willingly and some begrudingly, the students were shuffled into their assigned classes. Before them their new teacher student, a rather innocuous looking fellow. He was here to teach them basic algebra, something they had likely all already mastered. [color=00aeef]"Alright class, I'll go ahead and put the first problem on the board. If you think you know the answer then raise your hand and I'll select you."[/color]

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