[center][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/180513/178af4716364119e5d372a12a4a8d0a3.png[/img][/center][hr][right][color=gray][b]Uesugi Senior High, Fukushima City[/b]
8:30, April 2nd
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[/hider][/color][/right][hr][indent][color=silver]Anarchy.

The teacher of 2-C, [url=https://i.imgur.com/azndj3i.png]Kurihara-sensei[/url], was an exhausted thirty year old sensei. She was the prime age to be considered a Christmas cake—unmarried and spending her evenings eating takeout while watching some drama TV show—and it only seemed with each year it would be harder for Kurihara-sensei.

Kurihara-sensei couldn't blame her students for misbehaving. They were kids, in the end, but Kurihara-sensei wished—just for one year—she would have students that were more willing to learn than goof off. Before school had even started, people were throwing paper around or listening to music with their earphones. Some were talking to their friends rather than being in their seats, while others were awkwardly standing, smiling away at whatever they were thinking or said. There were even a few foreigners in her class—something Kurihara-sensei had never expected. Out of all the classes in the school, Kurihara-sensei had not one, but [i]two[/i] foreigners!

Even if the students would still rather goof off rather than learn, at least it would be somewhat interesting.

[color=954535][b]"Alright, alright. Take your seats, everyone."[/b][/color] Kurihara-sensei spoke, waving her students down with a folder to motion for them to sit in their seats. Taking her position at the podium in the front of the classroom, grabbing a piece of chalk to write her last name in kanji across the chalkboard. [color=954535][b]"I know you're all eager to begin the new school year, but it's time for class to start."[/b][/color]

Turning back around to face the classroom, Kurihara-sensei gazed across her class. There were a few people returning, those she had taught before or seen somewhere in the school, although there were a few that she had not met yet. [color=954535][b]"I am Kurihara-sensei, and I'll be teaching your class this year. I hope we'll all have a great year together, and that each of you learn something and become successful high school students this year."[/b][/color] Kurihara-sensei continued, then turning her attention to whomever was sitting in the first window seat in the front.

[color=954535][b]"Now, why don't we begin introducing ourselves to our fellow classmates?"[/b][/color][/color][/indent]

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8:30, April 2nd
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[/hider][/color][/right][hr][indent][color=silver]Not long after Kotone sent her message, her phone started buzzing in her hands. Checking her phone, Kotone noticed that Kuroko had responded to her message with one of her own.[/color]

[center][color=fff200]You got it, Tachibana-san! Hey, which class are you in? I'm in 2-C, so I might pass your class some days![/color][/center]
[color=silver]To Kotone, it felt somewhat weird to be referred as "-san" by an upper class student, but at the same time, it felt somewhat nice too. Maybe Kuroko saw Kotone as her equal, despite being in a higher grade level. Tapping away at her keypad, Kotone sent a quick reply back shortly before the bell rang for class.

[center][color=C27C46]I'm in 1-A, the first classroom on the bottom floor. Anyway, class is about to begin, so I'll talk to you later![/color][/center]
[i]Hopefully.[/i]

As the bell rang, Kotone made sure to turn her phone off and put it away in her school bag. It was her first day at Uesugi Senior High, and Kotone didn't want to find herself in trouble for using her phone during class without permission. Yet despite Kotone's concerns to stay out of trouble, no teacher had yet arrived. There was no sign of any sensei in sight; just Kotone's fellow classmates. Looking around in curiosity, Kotone made eye contact with another twin-tailed girl, whom appeared as if she was trying to remember something. Then, there were the two near Kotone, carrying on a conversation about cats. Mittens the Wondercat, to be exact.

...

Kotone thought about joining their conversation, after all, cats could be cute, but she ultimately decided against it. They seemed to be a tight-knit duo of friends, and Kotone felt nervous about interjecting into their conversation. In the end, Kotone was nothing but a stranger to them... but she [i]did[/i] already make a friend today...

The sound of a classroom door opening drew Kotone back into reality as her eyes settled on [url=https://i.imgur.com/ZzQVPG2.png]a man with messy black hair[/url], seemingly out of breath. Apparently their teacher had been running late, and hurried to class as fast as he could. Muttering an apology between breaths, the teacher approached the podium and chalkboard, writing the kanji for Tanaka on the board.

[color=dodgerblue][b]"Gomen, gomen! I was caught up in the copy room."[/b][/color] Tanaka-sensei explained to the class once they had all taken their respective seats. Awkwardly scratching the back of his head, Tanaka-sensei continued to address his students. [color=dodgerblue][b]"Er, I'm not the greatest at introductions, but I am Tanaka-sensei. I hope we'll all get along this year and have fun together as a class."[/b][/color]

Taking a casual, more relaxed stance, Tanaka-sensei clasped his hands as he scanned the room. [color=dodgerblue][b]"So, why don't we go ahead and introduce each other to our classmates?"[/b][/color] Tanaka-sensei finished, to which Kotone wondered who would take the plunge first. Ultimately, the first year was never quite [i]first[/i] when it came to things like introducing herself, just like their teacher had been.[/color][/indent]