You searched around in your new Highschool nervously. Today was the first day of school for you, and you were a bit shaken.
This was a high-rated school, although your friend who was a freshman but in a senior now, was once enrolled here, at had a bad reputation and unfortunately got expelled. Your last school had been shut down, but unfortunately this was an unpopular school, so none of your friends went here. This was your first day... Only for yourself.
it was somewhere around September, so you would have some trouble getting around, but you were determined. Hopefully, you would make some great friends here.
You were interrupted from your thoughts when all of a sudden you came face to face with a big brown door. It was almost the height of two people your height stacked upon each other.
"Ugh...." you mumbled upon looking at it. Just the look of it made you feel nervous.
The butterflies in your stomach pounded... but still, you had to get to class, for you were sure you were already late.
Hesitantly, you pushed open true door to get greeted by Dozens of unfamiliar faces, each one staring at you with equal disgust.
The teacher with brown hair that was swept up into a ponytail looked at you and tilted her glasses down. "I think you're in the wrong class?" She asked, putting a dead weight into her tone.
You glanced around nervously at all the other students before turning back to her. "I'm new here... my name is Y/N L/N. Sorry I'm late, I... lost my way."
The teacher narrowed her eyes at you, inspecting you closely before raising her eyebrows. "Oh! Y/N, right?" You nodded in response. "You can call me Mrs. Keto, your homeroom teacher. I've heard about you. Mr Koski told me you would be joining our class!"
You smiled at her. It was nice to know you had a semi-nice teacher. Mrs. Keto cleared her throat and slammed her hands on the podium in a way that looked painful. "Class, This is Y/N L/N, a former student."
You smiled and waved only enough to catch everyones attention, However most people just started at you. There was a pause of awkward silence.
"Um..." Mrs Keto grabbed a stack of papers off the podium and began to look through them while occasionally pushing her glasses up. "Y/N... L/N..." She mumbled. Suddenly, her eyes lit up. "You sit in the back, d3 to be exact, by Shuichi Saihara."
