[center][u][b][h2][color=gray]Osamu Kenzo[/color][/h2][/b][/u][/center]
[right][hr][color=gray][b]Sapporo, Japan[/b]
Ishin Academy, April 7th[/color][hr][/right]
[center][b]Interacting With: [/b][@Naw][/center]

[color=gray]"Quite fine, thank you."[/color] Osamu responded to Wakako's inquiry. It would take a great deal more than some juvenile prank to debilitate him. [color=gray]"It is an ill omen, I must admit."[/color] He replied to Wakako's follow up comment. He had hoped that Ishin of all places would not attract the kind of people who would engage in such tomfoolery, but apparently a reputation for being harsh and rigorous did not daunt the most avid of troublemakers. Hopefully the staff would be quick to crack down upon such nonsense when classes started in earnest.

Just like Wakako, Osamu's full attention turned to the stage upon the call for silence. t would not do for him to give anything less than his full attention to the principal, or any staff member that demanded the student body's attention. The principal immediately began to speak of the rigors associated with attendance of Ishin Academy. Osamu had heard much of what to expect from his father, though they both expected that things would have changed in the 20 odd years since he had attended personally. Goodness knew the presence of foreign students spoke volumes about how much had changed here. He believed himself ready for the trials to come, and yet, a small piece of him disagreed with what he heard. It was not some great rebellion or defiance that swelled within him, but he did question the seemingly antagonistically competitive narrative that was being spun here. It was Osamu's firm belief that they should work together as a body to further their development, rather than leaving people behind if they seemed to fail. Provided it did not involve him having to directly defy authority, Osamu for one would be doing his best to prop his comrades up rather than beat them down.

When the speech ended, the different classes were called to follow different upperclassmen. Wakako herself got up to leave, and to Osamu's small delight, it would seem they were both in class 1-A, following after the feline girl that had called for them to follow. [color=gray]"It will be a pleasure to learn alongside you, Tanegashima-san."[/color] Osamu told her as he walked alongside her. It would remain to be seen how well they would get along, but as far as first impressions went, he was quite certain she was a perfectly pleasant young lady.