Kanoko Sei's Story

Apparently lunch wasn't for another hour. So the staff felt it good to let Billie-Jean go to class. Not trusting BJ to go alone they had the dean escorted her to the English classroom fourth minutes into the lesson. The dean kept a firm grip on her arm. As they neared the classroom the dean stopped her in front of the door, turning to look at Billie-Jean. He spoke in a cold voice.



"Now you listen to me and listen to me good. Our school has maintained a good reputation for fifth-teen long years. We don't need some rebel American teen destroying that for us! Got it! You are only in this school because you were recommended to us. For whatever reason the Shi international dancing company would back up a upstart like you I don't know, and frankly I don't care. My job is to keep this school safe, so you will act like a proper student of this school and follow the rules or you won't go here anymore." The message was delivered with a hard grip on her arm and a mean glare.

"I understand sir." Billie-Jean replied in accented Japanese.

The dean nodded at her then opening the door to the classroom. Everyone in the English class gave her weird looks. The dean let go of her arm to shove her in a nearby seat. He then went to speak to the instructor in hushed tones. The instructor gave her wide eyes.

The dean left but not before glaring at her one last time. Billie-Jean rubbed her bruising arm while sulking. The instructor introduced her to the class.

"Class this another one of your classmates Billie-Jean a transfer from America."

Rather than stay in the room and risk getting seen, Kiro thought it better to just go out or something. After finishing his part in the translations he stood up. "Well, I'm done with my part. See you there." He disappeared out the door, quickly turning invisible in the sea of students.

Kiro didn't really eat much- He usually wasn't very active so he didn't get hungry, so he just wandered around aimlessly. And then he saw that suspicious movement in the bushes. He narrowed his eyes and stepped closer, but the movements stopped. A moment of pure and utter silence passed before a figure in a black hood jumped out, running past him. "OI!" He yelled, giving chase almost immediately.

He was confident that whoever the figure was, wouldn't know about his location since he was practically invisible, but a water bottle to his face completely erased all his strategic thinking and replaced them with anger. And since he probably knew the school grounds better than that figure- considering that he had been in Crescent Academy for three years already- he cornered him/her at the back of the school.

"HEY! WAIT! STOP!" He stopped as he heard the voice. The person pulled back the black hood and glared at him. "WHAT THE- What the hell are you doing here!?" "Cruel as ever, I see." Those golden cat eyes were not to be mistaken for anyone else. It was his friend in his childhood, Kanoko.

"I would have strangled you to death without any other thought." Kiro growled, lowering his raised fist.

(OOC: Well, everyone was at lunch, so....)

(OOC: To further distinguish him from the other Misato, I've decided...)Aokigahara literally dropped to his desk after lunch. He had a great time with the others but the events that followed? Not so much. While they were heading to their classroom, another teacher called him and asked him to repair their projector. He managed to finish it within a few minutes (because the only problem so far was that the connection to the laptop wasn't secure.). Then someone just threw a soda can into the biodegradable waste bin. (Details were omitted due to an extreme outburst from Aokigahara). He rested his head on the headrest of his chair and remembered that he still had part time at the bakery later on. He sighed. "Oh boy, It's going to be a long day."

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Ciel surveyed the room. Everyone had almost made it back except..."That's weird. I could have sworn someone was there a few hours ago..." She looked over at an empty chair. She wondered about this. Ciel hid her phone as soon as their next teacher entered the room; an aging man in his late-forties. He seemed a little grumpy. "All right, I'll give you some of your other classmates a five minutes to get back here. Otherwise they're absent." He sat down and prepared his lecture.

Ciel simply shrugged this behavior off. She was used to dealing with teachers like this. In this case, it is best to stay on their good side, for now. She glanced at the window and saw a girl, seemingly running away from someone. She also sighed deeply. "This is going to be a long day... I'm 67.3% sure."

Packing his things, Kiro was slightly hurrying due to the encounter he had just a while ago that nearly had him late to class. Wordlessly he started out of the classroom, this time, practically running through the crowd. Once he was out the gates, he walked a good distance from the school before he jumped over a fence by complete instinct, and after that, he looked up at a sycamore tree. "Get down from there. Come on." "Caught already? Seems like you're sharper now." He glared at the girl sitting on one of the branches half-lazily, her chin resting on her palm.

"Seriously, Kanoko. Get down from there." He sighed, scratching the back of his head. "Catch me?" "If I can still handle your weight." "Then catch me." She jumped down, luckily, with Kiro managing to catch her, though he staggered back a little. He set her down on the ground, before taking a few steps back and giving her a stern look.

"So what were you doing at Crescent, exactly?" "Surprise, surprise. I thought Ryusei told you already." The face of the albino shut-in of a brother Kanoko had flashed into his mind. During the times he used to come over as a kid, he always saw that face somewhere and had even befriended and talked to him once.

"Told me what?" "I'm transferring to Crescent. Tomorrow."