Mr. Akida finally allowed students to file in and be awed by the sight of the gaudy decorations. The colors on the chairs were unique to a specific classroom, 2-2 was blue, 2-1 was yellow, 1-3 was orange and so on. And so all students were seated based on their classroom. The teachers were all lined up off to either side, giving them a good view of the auditorium.
Once everyone was seated the doors were closed and the lights went out, leaving everyone assembled in almost complete darkness. Only the very, very dim light of the high up paper lanterns provided any form of light. A click resounded as a brilliantly bright light shone on the center of the stage, revealing Principle Satoru, a man around his mid-50s probably. Slightly overweight with grey spattering his balding head. His thick, bushy mustache was similarly spattered and his eyes bore creases that obviously came from far too much smiling. In any case he was wearing a plain black suit, dark, sharp edged sunglasses adorning his face. He stood tall, regal almost. Raijin Satoru snapped his fingers, giving the cue for a couple students with electric instruments off to the side to begin playing. Electric guitar riffs and the pounding of drums sounded throughout the auditorium as lights began flashing all over the stage.
The principle began casually walking toward the front of the stage where a microphone stand awaited him. As he passed flares began to ignite behind him, illuminating the already bright stage even further. Finally he arrived at the mic stand, where he merely held out his arms, the signal for the music and lights to cease. Once they did he removed his sunglasses and tossed them off away, taking the microphone from the stand and donning a brilliant smile.
"Welcome, one and all, to Satoru Academy. For 20 years this school has educated the young men and women of the future. For 20 years have I watched so many students come and learn, then go on to fulfill their dreams. And I am proud of each and every one of them." His voice was warm, like a father boasting of his child's exploits. "You all have so much potential, literally nothing is out of your grasp. Now, some would say it's a principles job to keep his students in line and run his administration with authority, and dignity. This is true, however it is also my responsibility to allow you to grow and find who you are. I, no, we the faculty, will always be here to help. We are here to provide you with whatever you may need to pursue your dreams. And so I welcome all you new students, and I welcome all of you returning students. Welcome, to my family, to your family."
With that he replaced the microphone and took a step back. "And now ladies and gentlemen, give a roaring round of applause, for your Student Council President, Daisuke Namikawa!" With that Raijin looked over to the backstage area, where a young man with swept back dark hair and similarly dark eyes emerged from, flares following his path as they did the Principle.
Daisuke approached the Principle who handed him the microphone, stepping back as he did so. The young man cleared his throat as he looked over the student body. "High School eh? The best days of our lives are when you spend time with your friends just having fun right? No cares in the world. I agree, sometimes I wish those times would just last forever. But they can't. Whether you want it or not time keeps moving forward and we must move with it. That's what School is for, that's what the Teachers and faculty are for, that's your friends are for. They are all there to help you be strong enough to move forward.
To help you face the world out there, to prepare and shape you to be the best you can be. I welcome you new students, I hope you find many friends to help you here. And I proudly wave goodbye to those who have graduated, hoping that my small influence in their lives will help them face the trials life gives them. Our lives are shaped by those around us, by the people who help us, ridicule us, put us down and lift us up. Remember that, remember that a kind word no matter how small can mean a world of difference. Now as we face this new year I want you all to remember. Remember your friends and that they stand beside you, remember your family and all they do for you, and finally, remember your dreams as you face the future with your chin up and shoulders squared!"
With that Daisuke raised his fist in the air as most of the auditorium broke out in a roaring applause. The sound of clapping and cheering kept on until finally the Principle took the microphone from Daisuke and cleared his throat loud enough so that the entire room could hear it. "I would like to thank Student Council President Daisuke Namikawa for that inspiring speech." With that he offered his hand to the young man who took it in a firm handshake. "And with that I formally declare the conclusion of the grand ceremony of Satoru Academy. Now some of you may have noticed that you are all seated according to class. So when the doors open here in the next few moments you will follow your teacher to your new homeroom. Starting with first year class A on through third year class E."
He paused, as if some thought had wondered into his mind and his face took on a wicked grin. "Oh that's right, I forgot something students. One more thing........" He held up his left hand high in the air, palm outstretched. Giving the signal for the entire stage to ignite in fireworks and flares. Small explosions of many colors went off above the students heads and the walls were ablaze with sparklers and flashing lights. And above all of this Raijin Satoru's voice rang throughout the auditorium. "WELCOME! TO SATORUUUUUU ACADAMYYYYYYYY!" And with that the fireworks display ceased and fizzled out, with the principal nowhere to be seen. Even Daisuke Namikawa who was standing next to him seemed to know where he went. But the doors to the auditorium were open and just as the first students were getting up a torrential downpour of glitter covered the entire student body like a fresh blanket of snow.
Mr. Akida tried to dust some of the glitter off of his helmet but to no avail. So with naught but a sigh he put it back on his head. "Class 1-A form up! To me students!" He called as he made his way to the door, and so the students left from 1-A all the way to 3-E.
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Akida and his class entered the classroom that they would stay for the entire school year, it was pretty ordinary. Wooden desks, tiled floors, big windows. "Alright students take your seats. And if there's any disputes settle it civilly or I'll have to get involved." The way he made the last part sound was clear that he was a no nonsense type of person. When everyone was seated he took a stand at the desk at the head of the classroom. "Sicut erat in principio academiae!" He put his right fist to his heart in a salute and began writing on the chalkboard. "Yoshimitsu Akida, which is Akida-Sensei to you. I am your homeroom teacher and will also be your history teacher." With that he placed the chalk down and turned to face the class. "Nunc welps! Attendite!" He shouted before going into the standard first lesson.
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An average height, rugged brown haired man wearing glasses led the second years of class C to their classroom which was identical to every other. "students if you'd please seat yourselves we can get started." The man spoke just loud enough to be heard but lacking any kind of force or authority. After all were seated he took a piece of chalk and started writing his name on the chalkboard behind him. "My name is Sanosuke Kogami." He pushed his glasses closer to his eyes with his right hand. "I'll be your homeroom teacher this year as well as the math teacher. So, let's get started." He rubbed his unshaven jaw as he flipped through his lesson book. "Now we'll start with some simple equations....."
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A short, yet stout woman with chestnut brown hair tied into a loose bun led the third years of class B to their classroom, which was simple and boring, much like you'd expect from any classroom. Desks, windows, a chalkboard. "Students take your seats, I want no fights you hear me?" She stood at the door with her hands fold behind her back as the students all settled to their seats. She walked up to the chalkboard and began writing her name. "As you probably know I am Yumi Taichi, it's a pleasure to see you all again. I will be your homeroom teacher this year, as well as the English* teacher." She started leafing through her lesson book, finding what she was looking for she glanced up at her class. "So, shall we begin?"
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After about an hour of lessons the lunch bell rang, signaling to everyone on the premises that it was time for a break. And so teachers took their leave for their lunch and students left quickly or slowly depending on how eager they were. And as some made their way to the cafeteria where food was sold, various students could be heard talking. "Hey did you hear the rumor?"
"No, what?"
"That if you gaze into the fountain in the park after midnight you'll see the future!"
"Pssh, no way. That's gotta be some kind of fairytail."
"I dunno man, why we don't go check it out?"
"Hmm, let me think, no."
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*English, Japanese, I honestly have no clue. She teaches a language.
