ACT ONE - A NEW YEAR A NEW BEGINNING 1st of April - the date on which the first semester begins anew in Japanese schools. It might sound a little odd to those not accustomed to this tradition, yet one comes to find it logical when considering that spring is a very important season in this country. After all, not only do the breath-taking sakura trees bloom, achieving their full mesmerizing magnificence, but it is also the that time of year when life begins up anew and all revives after the cold winter months. Imagine this picture - the pink petals fluttering in the background against the greenery of plants awoken from their slumber - a true site of vigor and happiness. The only thing that breaks the overall joy of this landscape is a huge looming building in which the swaying trees are reflected together with the faces of the mass of people that had gather in front of Hisakawa High this year. Some of them were familiar, others not. Some belonged to adults, while others to children. Yet, even in this sea of visages, it was not hard to recognize the freshmen from the senior in this establishment. After all, as is with any opening ceremony, the newbies were all lined in front of their numerous seniors,. Kawaguchi Akira Akira was one of said seniors... and probably one of the seniors that the freshmen would immediately get acquitted with. Well, more like he was going to ambush befriend them right after the ceremony had ended. That, as a matter of fact, was a point in the future which he awaited impatiently. To him, someone who had been a part of the high school for 3 years and going onto the fourth, it was the same shit every time. The principal gets the mic and then presents all with a speech explaining how this school works, how important the students are, how many great teachers there are, blah blah blah, and then says something inspirational. This whole ordinary ritual certainly is something out of the ordinary in this extraordinary school. And that's why Akira hated it... It just ruined the vibe of Hisakawa Koukou. Yet, the man was powerless to stop it in any way since last year he tried pulling off a prank to... spice thing up... and it didn't end up that well. Just as that thought ran through his head, his gaze wandered off and landed on the security guard who immediately shot the student the stink-eye. Responding simply with a smile, Akira averted his eyes and brought his attention to his schoolmates. Well, the old ones. The freshmen had already bored him to an end so now he was desperately searching for someone to go talk to. Miyamoto Megumi Megumi was standing at the very back of the crowd, seated on the pavement. She had already been standing up for such a long time that her legs had started hurting. As she realize that, a question popped up in her mind - "Why am I even here?" There was truly no reason behind it, seeing as she was neither a freshmen nor someone who had anything to do here. Very few people would ever converse with her casually and even they appeared to be chatting away with their own circle of friends. So, why didn't Megumi just skip the ceremony? Well, she was curious... Apparently she was getting a roommate this year. Some transfer student from some small village... And that's as far as her knowledge of the girl went. It wasn't really necessary to loiter in this place, yet Megumi hoped to get the chance to meet this mysterious figure. Exhaling a small sigh, the Shrine Maiden decided that she had a better chance of spotting the girl (or the other way around) if she was standing erect. Thus, with a small push, she lifted herself up and quickly dusted off her uniform. Andre Beaulieu For a while, Andre had simply been spacing out while staring at the freshmen. They were certainly an odd bunch, containing people from all over the world. As a matter of fact, he hadn't really seen this many foreigners in the same year ever since he had began teaching at Hisakawa High. They appeared to be the strangest group of the lot. In order to confirm his theory, the man for a moment looked over to the mass of people. His idea... was wrong. Everyone was in some sense weird in this school so there truly was no place for comparison. This was especially true of that girl Miyamoto... she game Andre the creeps. Suddenly, the psychologist's train of thought was cut off as his colleagues called out to him. Unsure what the hell was going on at first, he soon came to realize that it was his turn to present himself. Standing up in one swift movement, Andre walked casually and confidently to the podium. "Welcome, newcomers... nice to see you, my old students. My name is Andre Beaulieu, though you can just call me Sensei since my last name is kind of hard to pronounce. I am our wonderful school's psychology teacher as well as class 4-A's homeroom teacher. Am certainly looking forward to working with all of you during this school year... Anyway, I am not going to bore you guys with any more information about moi. I wish to say just one more thing... "Shoot for the stars" and be sure that we, the staff of Hisakawa Koukou, are here to help you reach them."