The start of the first day.

"To all staff I hope you have a great first day, we have quite a few promising students, and I hope all of you and them succeed." 

Saints Hand's speech ended as soon as it started, and with that the first day began.

Let's see, so my homeroom class says it's class year 1 B. Great im asiagend the first years, I don't think I could handle anyone higher. lets see he said dojo number 3 right. Here we go.

I enter the room.

***

Within dojo 3.

20 people stand around in the room, the extroverts find friends, and others already form clicks.

'Out of the group four people stand out to me, the white haired handsome kid standing in the corner with a whip on his waist, I believe he said his name was William Jade. I could have sworn the Jade family was dead, but nonetheless he stands out. The second is the mumbling fool who won't stop staring at me, he gives a killer's vibe. His black hair is darker than night and his murderers eyes nip at your psyche, his name is Dom has no last name. The third is the center of attention, a man with silky gold hair, and fit physique. He looks no different than knights of myth, he's Alexander Higs. And the last is Asuka Masami a Japanese girl with thick gray hair and a stunning frame, she gives off the vibe of an ice princess leaving all the guys gawking at her. So these will be my competitors. It just might be a fun year. Father believe in me.' 

Swish, the door brew wind as it opened.

My heart sank, for a second it felt like the pressure of the world was laying on my back.

Click, clunk, clack. The man walks in, his height has to be at least a resounding 6 foot 5, and with an area that of a mountain he's mighty intimidating. Each step he takes shakes the earth. His loose baggy shirt contrasts with his professionally styled pants. He stops before us. Even his casual stance gave off the vibe of a hidden master. The man froze and stared into the corner or more correctly at William, and with that William stares dumbfoundedly back at him. 

He clears his throat.

"Hello i'm your homeroom teacher, I don't really have a name so just call me teach or something like that. I will be your basic martial arts specialist for the rest of your first year. I look forward to teaching you guys, oh one more thing even if you're my disciple I will not show any special treatment. Any questions?"

Alexander raises his hand.

"May I inquire who's this disciple you speak of."

'Is he stupid or is he just messing with the teacher? I suppose either answer makes him dumb.'

"That is none of your business."