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[right][hr][color=gray][b]Sapporo, Japan[/b]
Ishin Academy, Near Dorms. April 7th[/color][hr][/right]
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Hajo-san's teasing did not help Shun's attitude, as he struggled with his pineapple for every syllable of teasing, bringing his face to a bright crimson. Had Hajo-san not entered the conversation, Shun may not have even really paid too much attention on what Nekohara-Senpai had said. [color=tan][i]It's not [i]completely[/i] what you think it is.[/i][/color]

What was Ishin Academy, truly? And how did he have a connection to it? Those were the burning questions that had led Shun to the school. He was not a deep philosopher by any means, and did not spend too much time contemplating the meanings of fate and purpose; but ultimately he was here. He [i]jumped[/i] without thinking, and when he did that, he knew it was the right thing to do. 

[i]Something tells me I have to be here.[/i] 

Then Hajo-san said something that made Shun actually [i]think[/i] deeply about something: [color=cfcaef]“Our class is kinda goofy, though, isn't it?”[/color]

[color=BEDE79]"I-I think that's a good thing, Hajo-san. If we are going to be heroes, we will have to interact with so many people of different walks of life. From the rich, the poor, from fun-loving people, to serious people. We'll have to help Japanese and foreigners if they need it. I think our class is very special, because by learning about each other and working together, we'll become the best heroes we can possibly be!"[/color] Idealism was one of Shun's strong suits, even if it came at the cost of reason and base intelligence. [/indent]