Saito sat in the teacher's desk at the head of the Hunters Club room, flipping through a newspaper. "Another one went missing..." he muttered, reading over another missing person report that was destined to become a cold case. He just hoped he'd be able to get the prospects in shape in time for the coming storm. But, he wouldn't scare them with that just yet. "Let's see, looks like we've got quite a hodge-podge," he said to himself as he looked over the roster of new students that were supposed to show up today. He took every measure in his power to make sure they wouldn't have an excuse to skip. There was a message at the end of classes over the loudspeaker directing all the members to report to the club room, and he put a big, vibrant sign on the door. There was no way anyone could miss it.
Knock, knock, knock. "Hey, is this that weird Hunter club thing?"
Saito put the paper away and called back, "Yup. Come on in." In stepped a scrawny-looking boy with glasses and an oversized bookbag. "Alright, so you must be..." Saito scanned his roster, but didn't see the boy's face.
"Yuichi Sakagami. Treasure hunting extraordinaire!" The boy beamed, but Saito gave him a blank expression.
"Mmm, sorry. We're not that kind of hunters. Also, membership is exclusive. We've already scouted everyone who's club material. I'm sure you'll find another club that suits you better." The boy gave a dejected expression, but Saito didn't have time to console every confused student that couldn't begin to fathom what they were stumbling into. The boy was about to object, but Saito's utter disinterest seemed to be enough to stifle his arguments. So, with a sigh, the boy left.
Many people would find a new school with new people exciting. It was a chance to get a fresh start, to put your best foot forward, and let people see the new and improved you. At least, that's what Ayame's parents kept telling her. But, her parents didn't have a creepy... something... hovering around them, making even the simplest conversations awkward and nerve-wracking. She tried making friends today, she really did. But, when she approached one of her classmates at lunch to introduce herself, she ended up startling the girl and getting a bunch of weird looks. So, eating quietly by herself it was. The rest of the day went by in a slog, and she just wanted to hurry home and water her flowers, but the loudspeaker reminded her that there was something else she had to do first.
She found the room with little difficulty and saw a boy huffing and grumbling as left the room. "Well, that's welcoming..." Ayame muttered as she slowly stepped into the room. There were no decorations, no other students, no welcome signs. Just an older boy sitting at a desk reading a newspaper. "Umm, hello? I was told I should come here. This is the Hunters Club right?"
Saito looked at the girl, checked his roster, and then gave her a big smile. "Ah, Ayame. Glad you could make it. Take a seat. Once all the others are here, I'll explain everything. Just try to relax. Things will make a lot more sense to you after the meeting."
Ayame took her seat and smiled a little. The boy at the desk seemed a little weird, but a little weird was probably the only place she'd be able to fit in. Maybe today wouldn't be such a bad day after all.