[b][center][h2][color=8882be]Aki Ogawa[/color][/h2][/center][/b][center][img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/5b3c2540-3de1-4789-99d9-df1bb4609548.png[/img][/center] [i]"Big first day, sweety!"[/i], chimed in Aki's innocent mother. A big smile rippled across her face as she looked at her supposed little angel, that of which was currently a bored 14-year-old stuffed into a version of [b][i]Faust[/i][/b] in the back seat of limousine they all road in. [i]"Now honey, perk up. This is a brand new experience for you, I'm sure your ecstatic!"[/i], Mrs. Ogawa continued, her cheery attitude never letting down for a second. Aki, on the other hand, was as enthusiastic as his monotonous grunts could ever convey. Aki continued to read page-after-page of the translated German folklore when finally his father decided to have a few words. [i]"Now son, you have to promise me you're going to learn something at this academy, and you're not going to have your face in a book the whole time. It's important to both me and your mother that this really gives you something to do with your powers and time, alright?"[/i], Mr. Ogawa lectured, his large chest and fine features heaving up and down as he tried to enhance the seriousness of the situation. Aki merely responded with a weak [i][color=8882be]"Yes, Sir"[/color][/i] and another page flip. By this time the family had arrived at Komei Academy. [hr] Aki's parents had decided to drop him off by the gate like every other kid. They had also made sure to deposit him early, as they knew that abscenses were a big thing for this school. Both of these occurrences gave Aki a long and quiet while to read his novel in peace. [center][b]Until the other students decided to allow all hell to break loose.[/b][/center] A little chattering, some whining, and slight foot tapping quickly evolved into a full on riot. Clattering and yelling started to convulse all around the gate, when suddenly students started using their powers to try and get over and beyond the [i]"impressive"[/i] obstacle. it resembled something that would outbreak in an oppressed third-world country, really. Aki's glimmering barrier started to crackle around him as the pushing and shoving became apparent. These people, who wished to be civilized heroes one day, ironically resembled horrible barbarians. Aki really didn't wish to devolve to that level. Kept in place by his barrier, he silently and calmly approached the metal monolith and slipped his keycard through the designated slot after standing in the rambunctious line (if you could even call it that) patiently. He walked through without trouble at around 8:18. Now, why couldn't everyone do that? What was so wrong about being late? He took out the school panflet and tried to find out if this was a planned event or something. Aki bumped into a large, burly man with the name tag '[i]Sarge[/i]' due to his inate obliviousness for things around him when reading. Yelled at by this man and a few others, everyone of which being security guards, all Aki really got from the encounter was that the main ground floor entrance was blocked. Maybe this really was an event [color=8882be][sub][i]"not a very good one though"[/i][/sub][/color]. After apologizing to the security he had walked into, Aki looked for other entrances. There was a corridor to his left that seemed to have a staircase leading to the classroom quarters, and to Aki, that was good enough. He strolled alongside a sprinting set of children into the hallway, only to be blocked by yet another gate. A talking, cocky, and annoying one. [hr] [center][color=yellow]"Oh my, look at the time. It is [b]8:20[/b], you kids better rush to class before you are marked absent. Chop Chop!"[/color] He clapped his hands twice. [color=yellow]"Komei Academy has implemented a new zero tolerance policy on absences. Let's see, if I recall correctly...anyone who is marked absent will be expelled from the Academy! Better hurry!"[/color][/center] Oh, so that was why everyone was so much in a rush today? Odd way to introduce new students, indeed. The threat really didn't apply to Aki, though, his parents could just send him to a better academy next time with no financial troubles. Oh well, he may as well try. He was started to grow oddly affectionate towards this school's bizarre sense of humor, anyways. The clones, hanging off of lights, painting walls, and sleeping noisily on the ground, crowded the hallway and seemed to mystify some of the other students. Aki, starting his crackling barrier once again, walked through the odd, simulated scenario as if it was a breezy Sunday morning. The replicants pushed, smacked, and even threw cards at the boy, but Aki's neon essence kept him intact with the ground through the whole entertaining ordeal. While the glowing boy stepped through the purposely created distraction, he was able to look up the teacher's name that had conjured these clones in the panflett. Isshin, was it? Aki was able to catch up with Isshin as he ascended the stairs leisurely, the assistant-teacher's clones unable to recklessly take-off after the neon boy due to the other students now trying their hands with the diversion. Tapping the teacher lightly and politely on the back, Aki asked, [color=8882be][i]"These are the steps up to the classroom, correct?" [/i][/color]