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Midori-sensei, hmm?

As they traversed the campus that she'd be spending the next few years of her life on—a quickly-suppressed jolt of fear shot down her spine, they wouldn't make her go back after the school year was over, right? She'd be able to stay, right?—Kayo made sure to keep her eyes peeled. She wanted to remember everything about this place as quickly as she could. 

As they kept going, she glanced over to her left where the tall fish girl Izuna was walking, and murmured as though in sheer awe of everything around her, "[color=#5bb573]Woooow, we're really here! Can you believe it, Izuna-chan?[/color]" And the campus [i]was[/i] nice, as expected of one of the best hero schools in the country. Still, though she of course didn't [i]show[/i] any of it, her conniving thoughts belied how innocent and cheerful she seemed. And though she seemed as though she was looking at Izuna, her thoughts were on somebody completely different.

[i][color=#5bb573]Kinzokuma Midori-sensei. She seems like a hassle.[/color][/i]

Like bad news. Like she [i]knew[/i] something.

Kayo ran her hand through her dry, slick hair, twirling a pale green strand around her finger as the tiny teacher led them around back of the school and giving them an excellent view of the campus dormitory buildings. While of course they weren't nearly as nice as Kayo deserved, she could use them just fine. Anything to get her away from the psycho bitch waiting for her back in Kyoto. As they passed, she wondered idly as she kept her mental mapping; she recalled there being roommates in Ishin, something that she had been less than happy with when she'd first heard. 

So...who would hers be? Izuna the fish? The one with tentacles for hair? The tiny girl that walked nearby? The purple-haired kid? 

Well, whoever it was, they'd better get used to someone else calling the shots.

Before she knew it, they'd gone around the back of the campus and headed into a huge, empty space. She craned her neck at the ceiling in genuine wonder. It was...[i]really[/i] high.

"[color=698C64]Alright.[/color]" 

Kayo couldn't stop herself from jerking at the unexpected noise, reflexively tensing up. But just half a moment later, she realized it was just the tiny sensei.

"[color=698C64]Leave your belongings with Inuhara and come to the front of the room.[/color]" 

Walking over, she gave the backpack containing what were now all of her worldly possessions to that "Inuhara" guy and gave him a sweet, quiet "[color=#5bb573]take good care of it, okay?[/color]" before she turned back around. 

Somehow in the seconds she hadn't been paying attention, Kinzokuma-sensei was now holding a pineapple. She held back a heavy sigh.

It was going to be a long year.