That day, Akio Muzuki was particularly cranky. Not that he wasn't usually cranky - in fact, few people could surpass him in crankiness at Duel Academy. But that day, his level of crankiness was well above his usual average.
As for the reason of his unusually intense crankiness, the giant bags under his eyes and the half-drunk mug of coffee in his right hand spoke for themselves. He had devoted the entire night to preparing his deck for the tournament, and he still wasn't satisfied.

[i]Still too slow[/i], he thought. He had spent a major part of his free time trying to put together his new deck, and now that he was about to test it, he was very skeptical about his chances of success.

The sudden buzzing of the intercom forced him to silence his current concerns. The annoying voice of the Student Council President was announcing the beginning of the tournament, and instructing all participants to head to the Arena B.

[i]Oh well... let's go. Remember your strategy, and all will go well.[/i]

So, he downed the last remaining coffee in one gulp, put down the mug and stepped into the corridor, heading for the Arena B.

[i]And all will be well.[/i]