A faint and familiar buzzing noise made its way towards the girl's ear. She immediately disregarded it, wanting nothing more than to continue her splendid dreaming. Yet the buzzing did not cease. In fact, it got louder and more unbearable! IA's eyes fluttered open, the sun's rays instantly hitting them, already sick of the noisy alarm clock. She grudgingly slipped out of bed and prepared herself for the school day. Her first (official) day with people she barely knew. The girl hoped that the club she chose was actually any good, she honestly didn't put any heart into thinking it through. She took a long, continuous look at herself through her mirror. Was she really ready for this? Furrowing her brows at herself, IA collected her school bag and made her way to the subway station.

Upon arriving at the bustling school, the girl traipsed towards her locker. It didn't take long for her to find it since she was especially wary of this during orientation. Silently, she wished no one would talk to her and that they'd pay no mind to her so that she could continue along the day with no distractions. If she were quiet enough it'd probably work. With a newfound assurance, the now perky Vocaloid made haste with changing into her school shoes and dashing into her classroom. [i]"Class B."[/i] she thought to herself before cautiously entering the room, people scattered around in a haphazard sort of manner. Glancing at the chalkboard to find her seating placement, IA warily made her way towards window seat. A seat most students would kill for. She sat down with a sigh. Now was the hard part; she had to make no sound for approximately 28 minutes. She worried if she could last that long without that [i]one[/i] person who [i]has[/i] to talk to [i]everyone[/i] in the class. She felt a chill go up her spine.