[h3]Taiga Fujimura, Classroom 2-C, Academy[/h3]

The first day of the Holy Grail War had begun, the sun rising in the sky to cast its light over the impending tragedy. Perhaps some Masters had summoned their Servants mere moments ago, and some were in the process of doing so now, but there was no doubt that the war had finally begun. For those who don't know any better, it is a typical fall day in Fuyuki. 

The teacher didn't know of the tragedy that would befall the city in the coming days. There are things she does know, of course. "I wish grandfather wasn't too busy with his meeting to make me breakfast" was the one dominating most of them, but currently, there was one thought overwhelming even that.

"I'm late, I'm late, I'm late...!"

Sprinting with all the reckless abandon she could muster, the woman skidded into her classroom, where her students were chattering away.

"All right, I made it! Good morning, everyo-"

Wham! The jet coaster of a woman fell over with a terrible sound. 

"..." 

The classroom was filled with silence, in contrast to the clamor from a second ago. Students glanced around at each other, before slipping back into their normal morning routine.

"…Hey. Front row. Wake her up." 

"…What? I don't want to. I'm scared she'll bite me if I go near her…" 

"…She's not a Mimic or anything. She won't go that far." 

"Hey, if you're saying that, why don't you do it?" 

"Uh, I'll pass. I'm not used to this." 

"Me neither! And why would you make a girl do it? A guy should do it!"