[center][u][b][h2][color=gray]Osamu Kenzo[/color][/h2][/b][/u][/center]
[right][hr][color=gray][b]Sapporo, Japan[/b]
Ishin Academy, 1-A Classroom, April 8th[/color][hr][/right]

[center][b]Interacting With: [/b][@Inkarnate][/center]

Osamu sat stoically through the events that followed. Their teacher's arrival he regarded with naught but respectful silence. Her height did not matter to him. All that did was that she was the instructor the school had saw fit to assign to them. He hoped she would prove a competent teacher, though he had his reservations about her attitude. But that was not his place to question.

She singled out Tanaka Shun, who for whatever reason presented the teacher with a pineapple fruit. Was it an earnest sign of respect, or an attempt to curry favor with his instructor? Osamu certainly hoped it was the former. Bribery by students was not a welcome sight, and he certainly hoped Kinzokuma wasn't the type to be swayed. She did not appear to be pleased with it, at any rate.

With Shun dismissed back to his desk, their sensei continued to reiterate what they had heard during the opening ceremony. There was little worth retreading on that matter, but Osamu was intrigued by the announcement they already had reviewed their provisional class rankings. Only two were made clear; Amuro Namie and Kunze Adrianne. Neither of them Osamu would have personally picked for the top of the class, but it was not his place to choose, after all.

It was clear that the foreigner was at the bottom. Of course Osamu was inclined to assume she would be the worst performer, and yet, why would the school bother letting them in if they had no faith in their ability to perform? Better to simply leave them out from the beginning if that were the case. Perhaps the foreigner was as atrocious a student as Osamu would assume her to be?

Regardless, these rankings painted both of them as targets. Adrianne as the subject of mockery, and Namie as the object of scrutiny and envy. While Osamu would take some small satisfaction in the recognition of his diligence, he had to admit neither position would be enviable to him in the end. Better to be in a position to work hard without the eyes of others upon your back.

When their teacher opened the floor to questions, Osamu took the opportunity to rise and bow respectfully. [color=gray]"Kinz-"[/color] was all he managed before a late student arrived and proceeded to mistake the teacher for a fellow student. It put both her and Osamu in an awkward position, as he was not sure whether to continue with his question or wait for his teacher to rebuke the student. He chose to simply get it out of the way.

[color=gray]"Kinzokuma-sensei, may I ask for you to clarify what criteria the ranks are based upon? Thank you."[/color] He hastily uttered before retaking his seat, hoping that he had not committed a faux pas himself. If luck was on his side, she might appreciate him pretending as though nothing were wrong. If not, he would simply have to endure.