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[color=gray][sub][center][color=825C35][b]Location:[/b][/color] Ishin Academy, Sapporo, Japan -- April 8th[/center][/sub][/color]

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The brown-haired woman squinted as she swiped the pineapple out of the stammering student’s hands, her expression still as cold as it was moments before. Between the antics of the loud-mouthed seat number two, the laughter of seat number three, and everything else happening in the room, there wasn’t the silence and order she wanted in the room. She wondered if other teachers in the academy had similar issues with their first years. As the boy bowed his head in embarrassment, she placed the pineapple down on her desk with a loud thud. 

[color=825C35]“It’s [i]fine.[/i] Return to your desk.”[/color] She managed in the nicest tone since she had entered the classroom.

As the boy reacted to her gesture, she looked back to the piece of paper in her hands that spoke of the students that she would be teaching today and for the rest of the year; the students present and accounted for, and notes about them from their evaluations. Her eyes returned to the students in front of her as she placed the papers back on the desk, the pineapple sitting next to them. She didn’t immediately need them, but it was good to look orderly and the pro-hero known as [i]Knightmare[/i] didn’t exactly get her name from taking crap from anyone. She focused her line of sight on the “problem students”, as she was in no mood to deal with comedians or upstarts.

[color=825C35]“With that out of the way, I’m sure some of you might have questions, but before we get to that I want to get this over with. As you heard at the opening ceremony, Ishin Academy is tough and you have to prove yourself to be tough [i]enough[/i]. If you don’t meet the grade, don’t bother even trying. Each of you needs to have the ambition to be the number one prospect and by extension the number one hero. It's why Ishin [i]ranks[/i] you throughout the entire year. To prepare you for the rankings you'll face as a pro-hero and the pressure that comes with that.”[/color]

She looked over to the back of the class to the front.

[color=825C35]“In fact, we've already made a list based on the data the eggheads collected from your interviews and tests you have already taken. I guess it's interesting.”[/color]

She motioned to the board behind her as she threw out her finger, the metal ring around a piece of chalk allowing the chalk to write out only two of the students names--[b]Amuro Namie[/b] and [b]Kunze Adrianne[/b]. There were many students in the class, yet Midori only chose to write two. 

[color=825C35]“Right now, we're leaving the majority of names out of the pool. That'll change starting this week. But, these two names? They are the top and bottom of our mock board and you will be expected to keep these two names in your head the entire year. Show me you aren’t the most likely to be class failure. Impress me. I want you to show me that you are better than number one. If you can’t, why are you even at Ishin? Everyone here needs to remember that this is not a game and from now on, going forward, you better start running because that finish line isn’t going anywhere.”[/color]

[i]Was it cruel to start instructing like this?[/i] Midori had wondered, though temporarily. 

[color=825C35]“I'm gonna open the floor now before I let you guys show me how good you are.”[/color]

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